Treasure Island

Vasto Grom

(01/19/1990 / Houston, TX)

I Leave


I
Swear that I could fly
That I could touch the sky
Upon my wings of ash

I
Know now I can see
See the real me
Even thoguh I am blind

They
Do not understand
That I'm no longer a man
That I have become so much more

Now
I find this place a bore
No longer am I interested anymore
And so I leave this place behind

I
Now go off to find
A world that I can call mine
Where the beauty of the moon will shine

And
I take my leave
To a place that I believe
Will be so much more
A place that I adore
To there I'll sore
On my wings of ash

Submitted: Friday, March 08, 2013
Edited: Saturday, March 09, 2013
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