Unknown
A troubled soul desire mind
wish to lay that burdon down
so wings ain't that diffuse
birds keep singing the song
just can't take off
wings to fly to get away
across the sky
melody so free
seed is passion grounded feet
between the strengh
manipulated world
upside down lost the way
the oal is hunting
diving blinded in night
trees of wisdom
awake the dark
Poetry by Chrystaliris
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Written on 2008-06-06 at 11:53
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