Apr 2017
You've cut my wings, but they've grown back.
They're stronger and fuller than ever.
You told me I was broken, but now my features are sharper.
You told me I'd never fly, but now I'm soaring through the sky.
(-DF-03/07/17-)
They're stronger and fuller than ever.
You told me I was broken, but now my features are sharper.
You told me I'd never fly, but now I'm soaring through the sky.
(-DF-03/07/17-)
Since it's April, Happy National Poetry Month!
