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Learning To Fly

Standing at the edge of a hole made of emptiness Learning to fly into an abyss of cleanliness Remembering memories lost so long ago While I’m overwhelmed by the feeling to just let go Flying into thin air while clearing all inside Realizing games that were made to crawl back in my mind Dangers of boredom and loneliness silk in me I just can't wait to be set free You know what it feels like when air comes rushing past you Fire was made to clean out closets of dieing laughter’s So few and yet so far away Clean my skin from this burning day Learning to fly in a whole different way A way to end it, but not sure it will play Please come out and burn my life away Please say it’s different when I have my way But all you see is green burned inside my eyes Greed and hatred is our hope and demise All flowers come to whither and burn While all flesh can't help but slither to turn

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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