July 18, 2010
By , Century, FL
Trailer parks and welfare checks
Hand-me-downs and second-best
Drunken fights and broken bones
Lonely nights and faulty homes

Above it all, I plan to soar
Through wind, through rain, I'll cry no more
From the ashes, see me rise
With angel wings, watch me fly.

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splenda. said...
Oct. 18, 2011 at 12:05 pm
Ive recently made a change to this poem. The last line should read "with wings of wisdom, watch me fly."
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