A bird sits
with a broken wing.
Close to extinction
and no reason to sing.
Lonely in the dark
a teardrop drips.
A bird can't kiss
without any lips.
When your first hope falls
and shatters on the ground,
you think your life is set
is sound.
Falling, falling,
thats all you can do.
This horrible life,
a nightmare come true.
You're tiedd down.
Tighten the rope.
There's nothing to do,
but hope.
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