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by Katy May 19, 2010 category : Life, society / other
I spread my wings and try to fly but something always holds me down It seems now I dont even try I just keep going under to drown In circles we run around and around until we hear the gun all drop to the ground I dream big dreams every night but everyday they seem further away and soon enough I lose all sight as the sky turns to blue and gray In circles we run around and around until we hear the gun all drop to the ground
by M I L L Y
Love the poem, you should keep going