May 12, 2009
By jordan faber BRONZE, Centraila, Washington
jordan faber BRONZE, Centraila, Washington
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So here I take my seat upon the street to make this rhyme weather or not its a waste of my time, the cars go speeding by, it makes me wonder why, why is the sky blue, why can't I fly. Like a bird so high in the sky roaming so freely its no lie. Its just streaming through the sky with out any worry day by day I would pay for just one day to be that free. It makes me want to run just run away just start a whole new life. Where there will be no beating, no cheating, no smoking of the dew. Where no more tears will fall, but here I still sit, still wondering and praying and now I'm saying what luck birds they are to be that free and now I'm saying what a stupid child I must be to being will to give all I am and all I have to be that free. So here I pray that God will give me that some day so here I shall stay and here I will pray.

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on May. 18 2009 at 3:00 am
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