poetinside:

mikefrawley:

thesealivesinme:

Paper plane, 
paper plane,
just how high
might you fly?

Paper plane,
paper plane,
my inked words try
to slay my sigh.

Paper plane,
paper plane,
with my last cry
you’ll sail good bye.

mikefrawley:

Paper plane, 
paper plane,
sailing over every
bridge I’ve burned.

Paper plane, 
paper plane,
aloft with love long lost
and dreams adjourned.

Paper plane, 
paper plane,
will they never
be returned?

 theemptyechoes

Paper plane,

paper plane,

take my soul up high,

higher than the sky.

Paper plane,

paper plane,

bring me to the stars,

for that’s where I wish to die.

Paper plane,

paper plane,

join me with the shining souls

so none of them are alone if they cry. 

poetinside

Paper plane
Paper plane;
You are broken, beaten and worn
Lines are down and wings are torn

Paper plane;
Paper plane
One last flight I must beg of you
Just make it across this dusty room

Paper plane;
Paper plane
Fly, fly the words of this mighty sap
Into her true love to-be’s awaiting lap

Paper plane;
Paper plane
There you may land and at last know rest
For I will know on his face if the answer is yes 

Mine

HI