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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