Fly

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I love the wind against my face

Moving through my hair.

I let it down just in case,

But the wind doesn't come today.

How can I live without that?

I needed the feeling.

Now it's gone so suddenly,

It's left me reeling.

I want it back,

To feel alive.

Demons can't attack,

When I can fly.

I can glide,

Right to the ground.

I'll be long gone,

Before I'm found.

I'm leaving now,

So I'll say goodbye.

I love you darling,

But I need to die.

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