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A/N: This idea came to me one day out of nowhere. So I wrote. It's short, but I think that making it longer would have destroyed the original idea .I'd love to know what you think, therefore response is appreciated. I do not read minds and I want to know your opinion on this. So Without further ado:
I'll Touch the Sky
I think if I stretch high enough, I think I'll touch the sky
It may just be bright sun's daze or the blur of passing time
It may be great pain's blaze but I think I'll touch the clouds if I dare try
Maybe it's a dream, for it is horrid yet sublime
I would love for it to end, for my soul to be free
And yet I'm happy in the misty haze of clouds
The pain remains intense, and thirst and hunger will not flee
But I've flown where I can't feel, I see the world through shrouds
I feel familiar eyes, they call me back to life
To the world I must return, I have not dared to fly
And in that well known gaze I see nothing but strife
I think I feel the tears, but it's so unlike me to cry
He knows not what to do, this chain can't be undone
Escape I am denied, there's no release but death
I try to tell him, 'just end my pain and run'
I hope he understands, I cannot speak but I wait for my last breath
Decision in his eyes, the bright sword flashes high
I wait for death's sharp blow, as cold steel falls through air
All I wish is to be free, now is my time to die
Instead, bright metal slices through trapped flesh with care
And I find my body in the steady arms of flight
And in the throes of pain, I wonder if I dream-but the blood is real
I'm held against warm skin, in an embrace a little too tight
In the midst of all, I find I barely feel
My bleeding form goes numb, as powerful wings beat
And in this state I know, all I must do is try
All I must do is reach, my hand and sky shall meet
I know if I stretch high enough, I know I'll touch the sky
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this, and please do review.