
Run. Wings. Thrill. Freedom.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 103 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 2 - Published: 08-23-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2841169
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-Wings on My Feet-
Throwing open the doors,
I spread my arms in delight
Running with all I had
Feeling the wind collide with my face
I breathed in the deep fresh air.
I had not felt this exciting thrill in ages.
Trapped in darkness for years,
I finally found my flame again.
My limbs felt like soft feathered wings
And as I run, I look down at my feet
Discovering what I lost after locking my heart in a cage.
The magnificent freedom that comes,
Continuing to run, to breathe, to live,
I soar through the world
With wings on my feet.
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