Adam and The Angel
Birds of prey
But are stuck to the ground
Trying to fly
When there's no one around
I will one day earn my wings
And fly far away
From this place of hate
And take you with me
I Toss away fate
There is no such thing
As destiny
There is only what happens
When you leave things be
Fly away
Far away
I took the pills, but kept the pain
Fly away
Far away
Those words, pitched soft, hit hard my brain
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I am not running
I am just wond'ring
Why the gods must hate me so
Banished from heaven
No drug can lessen
The pain in my heart
A volley of arrows
straight up the hair goes
my neck; feels worse than broken
debt of destruction
How can I function
With boulders on my back
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Heavier than earth itself
Is the fact that you hate me
It was all for you
Why can't you see though
The illusions, to the truth
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poem by William Blake Beckett
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