Clipped Wings

they said you just died though it seemed your death itself was 10 years in the making she'll claim it's so sad and her heart is finally shattered though the moral support a mask so easy to hide behind can cripple the weakest minds obligations to cry and weep into empty telephones when relief is instilled in the bleakest tones something you would've agreed with they'll lay you into the ground or onto an ascending throne we'll choose to forget the shell and recognize the former you the one capable of standing tall enough for the winds to carry into flight

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