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I can fall through the portal of love as much as I'd like... It still will never be a floor with loving arms.


In a plane I can fly
and soar through the sky
but never a dove
bearing tidings of love.


Though struggle as I might
Why can't I take flight?
Where are the wings on my back?
That say who I am, and keep me on track.

  • Authors: S.C Williams (Pseudonym), Michael Edwards, Azura Nightsong
  • Visible: All lines
  • Finished: August 19th, 2017 13:30
  • Limit: 6 stanzas
  • Invited: Public (any user can participate)
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 25
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