September 29, 2011
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I'm soaring so high above the ground
I feel so free all around
I could soar for miles on end
There's no way my spirit could bend.

O wait i'm falling
The operators calling
Help I scream
We're sending out a rescue team

It's to late they've fallen now
Why it crashed we don't know how
lay your head down pray for them
to their families and there friends
Their love for them will never end

Dedicated to families and friends who have lost a love one for a plane crash, terroist attack. etc.

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Smitty23 said...
Oct. 26, 2011 at 6:06 pm
Great poem...very powerful
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Oct. 26, 2011 at 6:15 pm
....fatal flaws. nice message though.
Lexie96 said...
Oct. 25, 2011 at 5:09 pm
I like this poem a lot, but I think that if you got out of the rhyming scheme you might be able to open more doors. Great work... think you could spare a little time and check out some of mine? Please?
Natasha1994 said...
Oct. 25, 2011 at 1:21 pm
i love this poem 
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