I feel the sun
liquid gold
warm as a mother's embrace
I spread my wings
my feathers are new
I am unsure
the wind dances in me
I will learn to fly.
but I cannot
earth is rushing towards me
I am falling.
failing
I plummet
I crash
we live, only to die
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 11:01 PM UTC
I feel the sun
liquid gold
warm as a mother's embrace
I spread my wings
my feathers are new
I am unsure
the wind dances in me
I will learn to fly.
but I cannot
earth is rushing towards me
I am falling.
failing
I plummet
I crash
we live, only to die
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