I've thrown myself off of a cliff.
On a dare,
In the air.
Maybe the clouds will catch me.
If it doesn't kill me, it'll make me strong,
But maybe I
Prefer to die
Then face the pain the truth might bring.
But if I live my life on sturdy ground,
I'll never learn,
I'll always yearn
For freedom and air beneath my wings.
The wind whips about my face.
The world below
Seems to go
So slow.
I wonder if I'll die.
Or fly.
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Sunday, May 25, 2008
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