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by Christine Aug 1, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I felt so high. But in a glimpse of an eye You pulled me from the sky. At first you said hi. But you began to make me cry. And all you ever did was lie. Then you said good-bye and left me here to die. Now all I can think is why? Why can't I fly?