Friday, April 29, 2011

The end

My shoes are gripping the sidewalk
like they don't want me to jump
up into the sky
and fly off to
leave the nest I call my home
leave my mother behind with sticks and spit
with my wings
I will fly into thin air
where my life of sadness
awaits me.
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2 comments:

  1. JJ LynnJuly 11, 2011 at 5:27 PM

    Life's not all sad, it's just unexplored and scary. Half the time I find it sad, it's because I didn't know what to do and didn't take the risk.

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  2. I told him, "I'm a monster"July 12, 2011 at 6:18 PM

    Take the risk, you won't regret it.

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