Shannon Yockel Poems

I wish I was like a bird..
So i can fly real high..
Away from lies..
That make me cry..
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i am like a bird..
i try to fly high..
sometimes i wonder..
what its likke to look in the eye..
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listen to the wind as it whipers your name..
for some odd reason it wipes away all your pain...
sometomes it just seem as if life is a big game...
when lots of sarrow it starts to rain..
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