Sitting here,
Wondering why,
You broke my wings,
When I was on a high.
A perfect Life,
Undying love,
I swear I was flying,
You broke my wings.
Came crashing down,
The jaws of depression swallowed me,
Wallowing in my misery,
Burning into me like red hot needles.
Sitting here,
Wondering why,
You broke my wings,
When I was on a high.
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dam amazing
broken wings hits home in a big way...i can completely relate and appreciate your writing!! our styles have so much in common
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This started out really good then it stop rhyming, otherwise i really like it good job! ^^
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'Twas only supposed to rhyme in the first and last verse, like a chorus.
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ah ic ic. mkay it was good then i liked it.
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Sad
Most people wings are broken when they are on a high for they had no idea until the hammer hits home
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