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Flying high on powdered wings
Sing me songs of broken things
Broken bones and broken hearts
I pray we never fall apart
A trap, a cage, a prison cell
Drag me through the gates of hell
But nothing could hold me back for long
I fell in love with your broken songs
Sing me songs of broken things
Broken bones and broken hearts
I pray we never fall apart
A trap, a cage, a prison cell
Drag me through the gates of hell
But nothing could hold me back for long
I fell in love with your broken songs
Published 21st Nov 2024
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21st Nov 2024 8:13pm
hello dearest poet I'm sure it was not intended but your poem made me think of drugs and the aftermath of being drug through hell in any case I enjoyed the write ❤️
21st Nov 2024 9:18pm
For me it’s about loving someone who thinks that they don’t deserve love, it’s grueling and painful but also beautiful.
21st Nov 2024 9:21pm
