So much to give for

Sometimes life is cruel

I often sit and I wonder why

My wings were broken before I learned to fly

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“Take my hand, I’ll show you how to live!”

But I pull away, because I’m too afraid

I just can’t break my feet free from the road that’s paved

“You must! You have so much to give”

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Sometimes life is sweet

I often sit and wonder how

My wings could mend and I’d learn to fly

~A