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I Fly

I fly
Fly like I'm wind.
You're a storm.
The rain,
is the pain.
The zaps of lightning,
Hear you laughing,
I fly harder.
But I can't seem to
Get away.

I look.
You're only rainning
On me, and the people
Who accually care.

Not that you'd care
about that.

Finnaly.
A cave.
I enter.

You yell,
Yell wit thunder,
I'm a wimp,
I'm a coward,
I'm an idiot.

I say back,
Yes, I'm scared.
But I am not a wimp,
Coward, or an idiot.
I'm free from you.



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FreakyD said...
Aug. 30, 2011 at 6:02 pm:
sweet peom loved it
 
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