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Broken Wings
I broke my wings and fell from grace,
Fell unto a cold, dark place.
Tried to stand but lost my ground,
Just gave in and fell back down.
Now i dont know if I can,
Dont expect you'd understand.
Nothings left inside of me,
The dream is gone, im so empty.
I take my head into my hands,
And watch as every teardrop lands.
Seems to me the light has gone,
Now its dark, the same old song.
Will my wings grow back to fly,
Away from here into the sky?
Someday soon a time will come,
And i will be comfortably numb.
But still i fear im too far gone,
Although my heart cries out "Anon!".
I feel myself a ghost, alas,
Striving for my memories passed.
A Hopeless endeavor it be,
And surely it proves that of me.
Broke my wings and fell from grace,
Fell to a familiar place.
Surely i've been here before,
Its what once was but is no more.
I hope these tears i want to cry,
Will help these broken wings to fly.
For if they dont I fear I'll stray,
And slowly, I'll just drift away.
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