the places you have come to fear the most.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Hey, you.
Up in the sky
You're so above me
(Just for you I'll learn to fly).

Through the clouds and thinning air
I tried to reach you.
I confessed and died for angel wings,
The moon and other astral things.

I love you, angel.
But you're so far away.
Beyond the stars and lightning bolts,
Angel, I'll get to you someday.

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