I see myself fall from the sky,
not ever again will I spread my wings.
The future is muddled and dreary now,
full of unfulfilled dreams.
The clouds come to cover me
so that I cannot see what could have been
and all that could be was just a lie,
there is no place for me.
Forsaken
Conjured by Mr.L.A.N.K.A at 9:49 PM
Tags: ClueLessReality, Poems
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2 Thoughts:
Will you not spread your wings because they are clipped..? Or...
you know all too well why..
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