Wednesday, July 22, 2009

A Cry to Fly

I cry to fly – With
Tones of colors
Thrown out in wings
Turn to fly – With
The name butterfly
I cry to fly

I cry to fly – with
The wings grown big – And
The color turned unique
With the eye of eagle – To
Fly in the sky – Without
The limit as sky
I cry to fly

A modern art – With
The wings as gold
I have never try – set
With the newer path
I love to fly – like
A dragon heart
I cry to fly.

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