Black Bird Fly


Black bird with small wings believing in the impossible.

The impossible being soaring as eagles would.

This isn’t part of the plan.

Over indulging on too much right has to be wrong.

Delicate to the eye, but made of thorns that you can’t touch. I’ve been wronged and completely adamant about not letting you close.

Things are changing and constantly rearranging.

Training wings to soar.

I want to be just like you, and always with you.

If I am a bird you’ll be one right?

Connections to heavenly places made a reveal of your potential to me.

Will not speak out of turn, but I wouldn’t mind you being the one.- HonestlyFrank


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