I Am a Parody
You're my beacon tonight,
I see you through my malady.
But I don't deserve this light,
You should not be my remedy.
And you are my perfect sky,
Every star that I shouldn't see.
I'll never have wings to fly,
So just fly away from me.
And I'd like to let you know
You're my wonderful melody.
But I'm not an angel, no.
I am a parody.
Copyright © Julie Black | Year Posted 2016
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