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Winges for the Damned

Stress and anxiety filling my head.
Messed up thoughts controlling my mood.
Everything seems to fall apart,
Confusions and angst ensued.

Trying to recap and restart,
Hoping I was just imagining things.
But it was all real and I’m guilty,
Sentence me to death and give me wings.

Let me fly to a better place,
Leave me on the wings of serenity.
Carry me to a bliss filled plane,
Where I can finally find my identity.
Written by Vortex32167 (Stephan van Pinksteren)
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