to let fly

To let fly
Swing sets gently get
Higher with the fire in all of our legs
Swings sets get Me higher
Rusty chains shriek
As the peak seems lower
Always lower
I kick harder
I just want to let go
But I catch myself before I fly
At cliff sides i
Know I have no wings
So it's little wonder I want to be lower
Swing sets on cliffsides ride
A line both low and high
I have to catch myself
Before I let fly
Like an arrow in your eyes
Sleek in flight
Bright is my mind
But darkness finds
Anything it touches
These hands can't stop touching my mind
Lest I lose it
Lest I lose your hands in this dance
Spirals and pirouettes pranceÂ
Me out the gate to the bathroom door
With each swing higher
Powered by all our legs fire
The peak seems lower
I don't want to show her
Blades leave blood and fists leave bruises
The ruse is often let through
And I have to catch myself
Before my Crimson masquerades ribbons slide loose
A noose is rough rope
And takes too long to apply
Nothing like letting fly
The way my fists do
The way this baseball bat will do
Battering my own chest and thighs
It's a jerk in the gut like when they spit in your eye
Raging to die
Like raging to cry
Like I let myself fly
It's ugly
And that helps me catch myself
That helps me survive
It's ugly
To let fly
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