Musical was it All!

I knew no boundaries, I knew no blocks,

I flew with my wings, scaring them all,

The bad smoke, or the holy air,

All saw my flight, reaping a mighty flare!

One fine day, a day that had it all,

I lusted for something with a great glided fall,

The lust wore it all over my wings,

As I shattered before I could even begin!

I still try to wear my legacy and try to rise with a squall,

But now I have nothing but my memory, a memory that was musical, 

And musical was it all!