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Jun 2016
I've never been able to fly,
but the truth is I never cared to try.
Everyone I know was out soaring,
but I just said my wings were broken.
Sometimes I believe that I'm just boring
and that's why I'm never outspoken.
Hopefully I'll be like the others one day.
Spreading my wings and being the angel I was told to be.
Sadly, the brutal truth is,
I'm too afraid to be dead when I'm not even alive.
Written by
jessica b
153
   Grim
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