Someday I'll get us out of here
Someday we'll be free
I'll carry you to safety
Your refuge is me
I'll fly you away
From this dreadful place
With my makeshift wings
Crafted by your embrace
We'll dance on treetops
And sleep in the clouds
Sure, it'll be scary
Just don't look down
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Bandaid: A Collection Of Poems
PoetryThings I never said, but probably should have.
