Teen Poetry #8 |
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Wings To Fly |
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pen&paper Senior Member
since 2006-06-06
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Give me wings to fly Wings to lift me up To take me higher than I’ve ever flown I want to escape Lift me off the ground I need to find a place Free from thought and sound I’m trapped in my own body A prison for my soul My shy eyes hiding My spirit from the world Writing gives me perspective on myself Then I can put my looking glass back on my shelf And I want to know what you think of me I want to know exactly what you see Because I see myself in white Standing on golden sands And the sunset paints Wondrous colors on my skin Golden hair and Golden sands Golden skin and trembling hands Unsure of my place in life But I’m never going to give up this fight So I’ll keep dreaming I’ll keep believing I promise you I will never lose faith In myself or in you… |
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hunnie_girl![]() ![]()
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
wow This was so good I liked how it flowed so nicely together. Krysti |
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Leanne <3 Member
since 2007-08-25
Posts 216N.S.W, Australia |
i really enjoyed reading this. such a great write! ![]() |
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pencil&paper Member
since 2006-09-09
Posts 76asleep somewhere in my head |
i liked it but i really liked the idea behind it and it did flow well ![]() "Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music."~Angela Monet |
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