Bliss

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By its_viviiix
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He can't fly with me.
No wonder coz' he hated heights.
So I kiss his lips then he close his eyes.
We swiftly glide, I had felt his fright.

He can't fly with me.
So I cut my wing and gave him mine.
We flap and flop with a messy rhymes.

He can't fly with me.
So I tear my wings and sat with him.

He can't fly with me.
But he feels like clouds
when he hold me tight.

He can't fly with me.
But the stars fall down
when he's around.

He can't fly with me
But's it's all right---

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