Fly With Wings Poem by c...sdb kind
Fly With Wings
Even the gloomy nights of death hold fine secrets
The key?
Delve into the reflection of the heart
Express it with a bursting force
Know it
To sit nights pondering what death permits-
Is loving morbidity.
However, to sit nights preoccupied in deaths depth-
That’s beautiful depression.
Want to know how to fly away?
When your feel it controlling you
Look down and smile
Wow.... That was deep.... I really had to think for a second... nice :)
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8/2/2026 3:52:55 AM # rel_20260801T223347Z_c882427
Never let depression take hold of you.Let the lightnes of your being be your guide.A ten from me.