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Flight 29

Just Be

By Erianna GilliamPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Flight 29
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I didn't know I was flying

I thought I was just high

I guess whatever I was smoking on

Put me in the sky

The drugs held my soul

My soul heard my heart cry

I wanted out this life

At whatever price

I felt lost and found at the same time

Reality isn't realer than whats in my mind

Time to leave

This isn't a place I can be

On a search for a better version of me

When I return I'll be something different

My spirit will be of my own

but I won't have pieces of me missing

I'll be full

I'll be complete

I 'll have answers

I'll love me

I'll be flying

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    Written by Erianna Gilliam