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Once upon a time
There was a girl
Not a duck, nor a swan
Nor a goose.
She wasn't anything, really.
Trapped in our world
In her room she waits..
waits.. waits.. waits..
She's waiting for him to walk through
That door.
The phone rings and her
Heart hits the floor.
Her sense is shattered,
Her spirit is breaking,
Then all goes black.
Her cheeks found cold
Soon swept with mold.
Dust.
Deep into the earth she goes.
Now she is gone
Now she takes flight
Now watch her fly
Fly through the clouds
Not a swan, a goose, but an angel
She is.
She was.
No one noticed her then
They wont notice her now
- by HarIeenQuinzeI |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/23/2010 |
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- Title: flight
- Artist: HarIeenQuinzeI
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Description:
idek. wrote it a while back and decided id enter it since i didnt on my last account.
so here goes.
PLEASE tell me what you think. c: i love the critics dearly.
i wrote this sometime last year or over the summer. idk which. - Date: 06/23/2010
- Tags: flight high angel mold relationship
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Comments (2 Comments)
- centheny1 - 06/27/2010
- wow that was pretty amazing
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- -xx Rice Bunnies xx- - 06/26/2010
- I like it alot!!!
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