Langst: One Shots

Soar.

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The little blue bird just wanted to fly free
He was tired of increasing gravity.

Wings spread wide, eyes alight
It looked to be, he would take flight.

The bird was excited, it was time to soar
He would no longer have to wait anymore!

He could be his own, no chains on his feet
Nothing else could have him beat.

Oh little bird, just wanted to fly
Everyone had given reasons why.

Why he could not, why he was stuck
Why no one gave a fuck...

Little blue bird, dreaming to float
But could never get anyone in the same boat.

Bird, so young, and so alone and sad
Things for him were pretty bad.

The little blue bird's name was Lance
He could not fly, so he chose to dance.

Dance around your grief
For after all, it's only brief.

They could take his flight for now
But they'd never take his ending bow.

The show will end on HIS cue!
Not when others told him to.

If he could not fly, he would dance
And others won't even stand a chance.

He is his own, with some restriction
But he is his own jurisdiction.

One day, he will spread small wings
And forget about, the petty things.

The ones who held him fast
Will be the demons of his past.

But the ones who will take him in open arms
Will be the ones, he never harms.

For they will love him, this is true.
His flight is just a little overdue.

They will love him, with all their heart
And with these chains, he will part.

Lance will fly, just some day close
For now, he sits and hopes.

For the day the chains break
And it will be his decision that he'll make.

To fly to a better nest
And leave this one, for the rest.

There are better days to come.
You have to get through the bad some.

Flight will be his just wait and see.

One day the little blue bird, will be as happy as can be.