Wings On Fire
I stand I walk..
I walk away from home...
I move into the dark...
Where I hide....
Where I know I can cry..
Cry for the hurt ma wings bare...
The wings I wish were not there..
My wing consumed by fire...
A fire that burns within saying me to stop...
Stop before I burn ma self...
With ma wings on fire...
The flames that start within me..
From hate that consumes me...
A fire that burn me slowly with in...
Which lights the darkness I live in...
Urging me to move, move toward the light...
But i stay where I am...
In the dark...
With ma wings on fire
The End
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Wings On Fire, which
was posted on Apr 25, 2010 by
sufiakhan.
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