She Can Fly

She flys with her own wings

She doesn't depend on anyone

If only you knew what I mean,

I'll say it again

She really don't need nobody

She was promised the world 

and bright pink skies on the Fouth of July

She thought you'd have her back

never did she think you do her like that.

This poem is about: 
Me

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