Sayuri97


Sayuri97
Gilford, New Hampshire
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Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Fiction
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Fiction
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Nonfiction
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Poetry
By Sayuri97 GOLD
Gilford, New Hampshire
Sayuri97 GOLD, Gilford, New Hampshire
12 articles 0 photos 49 comments
Art/Photo
By Tibbythetibs
Fukuoka, Other
Tibbythetibs, Fukuoka, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Last night, as I sat there, I started to cry.
My wings were all broken, and I just couldn't fly.

All the others were flying, around and around.
But for me, I couldn't, I remained on the ground.
My wings were so bad, all rusted and torn.
From anger and hate, to arrogance and scorn.
They wouldn't even flap, being so out of repair.
But the thing that hurt most no one seemed to care.
I sat there alone, watching all others fly.
Not even getting up, or attempting to try.
But then in one moment, God was gracious to me.
He sent me a friend, as I prayed on my knees.
His wings were pure white, and his features aglow.
He was very strong, which I soon came to know.
He picked me right up, and flew to the highest mountain top.

I was really nervous 'cause there, he did stop.
He told me, "now fly," but "I can't" I said back.
"It's not your wings that are broken, it's just confidence you lack."
I turned around and looked, to check out my wings.
They looked so torn, those pitiful things.
I'll catch you" he said,
"If you start to fall, Just yell out my name,
I'll hear your call."
So I took a running start, attempting to soar.
Exhilaration went through me, like never before.
I'm" flying!" I exclaimed, "higher than kings."
"I'm flying!" "flying with broken wings."


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