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Broken wingI believed in you when I should have believed in... myself I put my faith in words blinded by illusion my vision... blurred You can't save that which cannot be 'tis only I that can set myself... free Broken wings are like a broken heart one cannot fly until... they start To believe in oneself again these wings and heart will mend because... I still believe I will spread my wings... and fly Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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