Saturday, April 28, 2012

fly




I just dream the images of success
still feel that it's a period of learning
skillfully training myself with the smallest moments of Life..
With the hopes of learned portraits
Not knowing that the paths i selected

is leading me to the dregs of pain's calling
No hope of sunrise have i
my wings are never to grow big
to let me fly high

In trials of fluttering and flying high
losing am i the little of courage
in my dreamfull heart beat

and waiting for my soul to fill the brim of light
found high above on the sky

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