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19:01 Nov 11 2013
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You throw yourself
over the edge
again,
a smile of a lie
in your
hope
for flight.
I would try
to be your wings
but by now
I know
that you're just
addicted
to the fall.
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COMMENTS
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MidnightSeduction
19:07 Nov 11 2013
simple sweet and a good poem
Sangreas
23:10 Nov 11 2013
I can relate to wings whose feathers form from lies
For when one feather grows,another dies
So even if you can fly
With These wings and seem alive
You will die
inside,where your addiction will always thrive
TaintedPoison
23:39 Nov 11 2013
Wow I like that comment.