Reunited by Flying

If I only knew
As I flew
That as day broke
I would have a choke
And than this tells
That all my smells
Would be a figment
Of my pigment
As they got to the street
I wouldn't dare to try and get them beat
It was my childhood friend
But as I got closer, she started to bend
And so I say, that this is hard
But for some reason I want a card
To remember how
We used to bow
In front of the mirror
That always got nearer