Fifteen And Flying Poem by Barlot ...

Fifteen And Flying



My thoughts are worth surpassing,
My life the war’s controlling,
Every day more time is passing,
On this land have I been tolling.

My airplane has been put on land,
My cape torn off my shirt,
Sands of time slip through my hand,
I’m stuck here on the dirt.

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