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broken wings wings

my broken wings is just made up of bloody feathers
every day some of them must fall
but i keep collecting them together
because the good ones  i don't  want  to lose them at all


come and  lets collect it  again
and feel me
come and feel my pain
that people had  left for me


i stood up and found the right one to share my pain with

come and heal  remove that fear from me

i wish i was not here because your the only that i used to sit with

so don't  let me down   try to heal me if you can hear me


try to heal my wings and let me fly

fly through  the sky

Written by bittermahroos1
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