Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Fly

Fly
by Dee Moore

I want to take your soul,
I want to fly,
Fly so high,
Away from all those crimes,
And sighs,
Leave it all behind
Release you into the pure
sunlight,
Burn you clean,
Wash away your sins,
Wash away your pain,
To hold you till your
Screams turn to sobs,
Take you away from your shame,
Allow you to discover yourself once again,
You've forgotten who you are under all that rage -
I'd give you that back
If I could take your soul and help you fly high again.

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