Free verse #1
Gotta learn to fly
To spread your wings and soar
You've gotta make it stop
Or the end will come
Gotta make it to the top
Always there, breaking you down
But stand tall, get up and jump, you will fly
With the knowledge of life, you must learn to hide
At some point you will learn to smile again
To make it stop
To make it fine
Trying to do right, to come back
Back to the might
Might of the heart
Across the sky they will see you soar
Never dark, the clouds have parted
The sun has risen
The sun shall be our friend
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The Forgotten Lost Ones
PoetryJust thoughts put on paper that I call poetry and just things that don't make since.
