IF

I could fly, I would have spoken to heights why we gotta spy as far as the sky 

I could run, I would have held time to reverse chances not pranking the tactics 

I could walk, I would have gaze the breeze 

in sighting the freeze when feeling the kiss 

I could sleep, I would have paused the dream to synchronize the film in phasing the reality glimpse 

I could love, I would have tortured forgiveness to overcome the overwhelming reserved calmness breeding the heart hurting madness 

I could play with words, I would have grip the game in chest holding the best limping out the rest 

I could die, I would have jailed my soul to reflect what I had known 

I could cry, I would have sipped the tears to celebrate with friends 

I could frown, I would have gripped the layers of the skull in showcasing the bleeding scar 

I could laugh, I would have made the cheeks glams pivoting the cramps 

I could dance, I would have tip toed the rhythm from jamming drums to booze the crowd

If I could IF, I would have broken the conditional line to rule the accidental clan 

BY: CAMARA BARNES 

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