what we are defined by what we are not.A Poem by burning paper planesim not sure this makes sense, but it seemed ok when i wrote it.like a car with faulty breaks we are heading for the edge and like a bird which cant flap its featherless wings we are falling with iminent impact
and like a sentence written t r n i n a e e g m p o l off the line, we sprawl across the world with inky eyes and drying hearts and we feel not but the wind on our skinless faces and the lack of sails for it to fill. © 2010 burning paper planesAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 17, 2010 Last Updated on May 17, 2010 Authorburning paper planesPreston, Lancs, United KingdomAbouti've been told my words are beautiful i've been told that they make people cry therefore id like you to read something and give a second to tell me why thankyou more..Writing
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