Flying

Staring at the world
Through tightly shut eyes
Walking lonely roads
Rain-soaked to the bone

Chasing the horizon
Life blurry from the tears
Watching so intently
What no one else can see

So many strange bright lights
But they're all too far away
Running with the pack
But wishing you were free

Company is isolated
Alone is far too sad
If you only had one friend
Flying wet and with
Eyes closed...





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