Two birds together,
flying high above.
We soar to the future,
the past really gone.
We fly in unison
forever more..
High above all the hurt,
from long before.
In a list
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Sometimes a hard thing to do to fly above the pains and hurt... I shall aspire to this!
Said a lot in a few words...
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I always wanted to be a bird. Just for this reason.You have penned this one perfectly.your imagery is superb.
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nice bro
the rhyme was a little off but i liked the content.
and don't get pissed i said that...people say it to me all the time..lol
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this is a great piece of work. Really I wish more people would leave the past in the past. It would help. Keep up the good work.
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