Fly

I didn't know I could fly

until the paper looked back at me

and I realized that the words 

were telling me that

I could fix myself

I could smile

I could be happy

I could and will

Breathe Poetry

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Emmanuel55

Your formatting style of this poem is really good!

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