paradox in paradise
By Seer
I have wings Yet I cannot fly I feel so alive That I might die I live with a healthy sickness And a lovely disease My feet touch the clouds And my head's in the seas I am blinded by the vision And deafened by the sound I am as heavy as lead But don't weigh a pound I vacation to the norm I live in the resort of hell I am a prisoner of freedoms cell my life is a perfect disorder I am so happy I'm sad because i finally realize that I've gone mad Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 01:54 PM PST 0 • 1
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"I have wings..."