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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
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
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