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Click hereYou cut off my wings, and laughed at my pain
It mattered not their color, they were just there
You are angered that I miss them
Cant stand to see me grow them back
You rip and tear, each time they come
Happy to see me bleed for your cause
What is so bad about me?
Why do you hate me so?
I have done nothing to you
What are you so afraid of?
I know my happiness matters not
But why wont you let me be?
I cannot turn my dark wings light
I cannot do what you want me to do
I beg you, take me as I am or let me go
this fight shall never end
I ache to be free,
Where I can fly again
this was nice i enjoyed the vision of struggle this produced please continue loading them up Lady
Another good one Lady. Very Deep!! Goes straight to the heart. The imagery lets us see all. Reveals all..Sad and yet I have the feelin of uplifting. Spread those wings and soar~~ Think you have finally found your source of freedom.
There is a poem in there somewhere. You haven't ripped its wings off, but you have loaded it down with so much unnecessary weight that it cannot fly. - Pare & repair.