Give me a pair of wings
Gossamer and golden
So that I may soar away
From this crooked world
And flee from my twisted fate
Let me bounce off the clouds
And waltz through the sky
The wind as my dance partner
And let me drown into the stars
So that a blanket of oblivion will hide me
From the terrors I otherwise cannot escape
Give me the gift of eternal flight
So that I am not required
To gaze upon Gaea's unforgiving surface
And remain on the frigid ground forever
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Written in the Wondering State
Poetry"If we exist only to someday cease, Who are we here to please? These drops of life we continue to seize; Do they make us thieves?" If poetry is constantly spilling out of me like ink upon the parchment of an aspiring writer, then why not write it al...
