I can fly if I put my mind to it,
And when I do fly I'll go really high,
I will be able to kiss the Stars my final good byes,
I know that my family sees me they will be sad,
I know it's hard at first,
But than when you call me your little angel the your telling the truth,
So with a leap I'll say my good byes,
And I'll finally be able to fly.
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A Book Of Poetry
Poetrymy first short poems hope you like it... I only write when I either really upset so I hope you enjoy