If Only I Could Fly
If only i could fly and spread these nonexistent irridescent wings,
id soar higher than the seven seas could bleed and reach,
id be a lone flower in midst of clouds,
Sparkling down onto the chocking humane crowd.
Id give you reason to dream, and a star for courage,
And id even slip in a diamond curse for fun,
And if i could fly, then id tell the birds that their days were done.
imagine that sight, the brilliant irrelevant view,
Of millions and millions of birds watching me as i flew.
if only i could fly, i would never walk again,
truly since human kind cant seem to control the epidemic,
the warping pandemic of walking stds, and living death,
of fake smiles, and lying disease with fresh breath…
yeah, id rather fly, than walk,
And id rather cry than talk,
See, on a cloud, id rather die.
if only I could fly.
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