Take place after Rachel's funeral, Tobias's POV. I was bored . . .



Fly, Fly Away



How long has it been since someone's said my name?

I'm alone every night and day.

Every day goes by, to me it's all the same.

But now I can't just soar away.

I am a hawk, the human's lost.

But why do I still want someone to talk to?

The hawk doesn't mind, and he's the boss.

It's me that has this to go through.

Rachel was my only hope, the only thing keeping me sane.

And the sky won't solve my problems now.

Rachel's dead, now I can't even remember my name.

How had it come to this, how?



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I was bored . . . so I wrote this bad poem.

But still, review.