Flying here is alot like falling
Only falling here seems.....
To be like bumping into a long lost friend....
One your not quite sure
You had ever missed until
You speak again
The words spilling out
Like *** over poured inside a tiny
Flask....
You begin remembering dvery detail
Of those forgotten days
And memories seem
To reappear... only different...
Like you forgotten why
You had ever stopped trying to
Fly....
High as you were in those younger days...
At least theres braincells left
To recall why
Sometimes its best to
Leap in good faith.....
Remembering......
That only birds fly
But fallings bliss
And lifes not forever
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 12:14 AM UTC
Flying here is alot like falling
Only falling here seems.....
To be like bumping into a long lost friend....
One your not quite sure
You had ever missed until
You speak again
The words spilling out
Like *** over poured inside a tiny
Flask....
You begin remembering dvery detail
Of those forgotten days
And memories seem
To reappear... only different...
Like you forgotten why
You had ever stopped trying to
Fly....
High as you were in those younger days...
At least theres braincells left
To recall why
Sometimes its best to
Leap in good faith.....
Remembering......
That only birds fly
But fallings bliss
And lifes not forever
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