Making plans to watch them fly away
To see them crash and burn all day.
A way to have extra time, it does sound fine
But this world has a way of saying, no, no. That’s mine.
It has a way of putting one in a bind
Of keeping them strictly in line.
Of dragging one down, taking them under
Watching them fail, and in the darkness blunder.
RedRavenPoems 
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