Wow, look at this.
My arms are flying
My heart is soaring
It's a beautiful view.
That nothing can ruin.
But look, there's a storm.
With lighting, and thunder.
We can make it can't we?
But now my co-pilots gone.
And I think I'm flying all wrong.
I'm afraid to crash.
But the ground is getting closer.
Do I pull the safety parachute?
Or do I let it crash and burn?
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Poems
Thơ caAll my poems All my thoughts I hope you can digest them Cause I can not ~~~~~ Please be mindful of my writing, it take a lot of effort and courage to publish them here. If you have a grieving with a poem, please message me so we can come up with a c...
