I wish I could fly,
With wings of an angel.
Escape the past I made,
And fly somewhere I am capable.
The place I do know,
That is very clear.
But the the sky eagles,
I know I'd make it there.
I dare you all to stop me,
To tell me I will lose.
But with nothing to my name,
With my life you may be true.
But there's only one me,
And only once chance.
To break my bonds,
And escape at last.
With wings like an angel,
But nothing holy about me.
I could fly to the the place,
And find what is lost to me.
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Who is He?
PoetryA look inside my tattered mind. All of these are original poems written by me in various moods of my life.
