What It Feels Like To Fly
posted September 22, 2006 - 6:54pmDown the road a ways
Past the cemetery
Past the sunk-in homes
Where the junkies congregate
She sat there all alone
At the edge of a cliff
At the end of her rope
The ocean fierce against the reefs
The night air crisp at her throat
A sour taste on
her tongue
A sour memory in her mind
Closed her eyes, let go
This is what it feels like to fly
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