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I Wanna Fly Into Deaths Arms by ~ConfusedSoul:iconConfusedSoul:



Im stuck to the ground
Just like im stuck with my emotions
Sadness and sorry ruining my life
Wishing I could leave the ground
Leave my heart

Oh how I wish I could fly away
Be free like a bird
Escape all the suffering and the pain
Run away from this terrible life

But if I could fly
Would I really be free?
Or would I just be hiding the pain
Like I used to long ago

No, running wouldnt do anything
Wouldnt get rid of my misery
I would have to fly higher
All the way to the sun
So I could burn it all away

My body
My mind
My heart
All gone
Thats the only real freedom
©2004-2009 ~ConfusedSoul
:iconconfusedsoul:

Author's Comments

So I was finaly able to write another piece o' crap again. Was sitting in the garden neer my school and a bird flew by, this came to my head.

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:iconebonydelirium:
Oh, I postively love this part.. "I would have to fly higher
All the way to the sun
So I could burn it all away"
That, in my opinion is the greatest part. I just love this!

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I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying
I feel the fallen stars encircle me now as they cry
Feeling surrounded so bored with mortality I decay
:iconpinkperry:
oh my god! you should have a better image of yourself, i mean, this is really good! it's briliant!!!!
:rose:

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"Mother cows have crashed fences and traveled for miles to reunite with calves sold to other farms."
@Peta

:moo:
:iconrider-on-the-storm:
...Then after you burn it all away...you will find paradise. Great poem, i enjoyed it alot

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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
:iconconfusedsoul:
I "should" but it aint gonna happen. Thanks, im glad you liked it.
:iconconfusedsoul:
Thanks, im glad you did.
:iconrider-on-the-storm:
your welcome

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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
:iconcoira:
Grr....
To Quote my Beloved
Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

You my friend need a skinny asian a puppy and some fucking self esteem

(and yes thats all the critique ill give you till you write a happy poem)

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rudolph, he will change his name
cuz rudolplh just sounds pretty lame
now we'll call him ragnagord, the evil reindeer overlord
his nose it shall be red no more
it will be blackened to the core
his eyes will glow an evil glow to guide the chariot through the snow
:iconconfusedsoul:
A happy poem? Noone likes those, not even I.

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December 8, 2004
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