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May 2012
Hey, girl why are you so sad.
I know you fell so hard.
And you don’t know how to get back,
To what you had before.
Your broken dreams have shattered like glass.
And you don’t know how to face your past.

I know it seems impossible
But you can try
To pick yourself up and fly
On broken wings.

You found that you have no faith in anyone.
So tired of being someone you’re not.
Lies were all he left you.
Truths you’ll never find.
Then there were the tears you cried.

I know it seems impossible
But you can try
To pick yourself up and fly
On broken wings.

Your broken heart can’t heal.
So you decide not to feel.
You need to remember what it was like to dream.

I know it seems impossible
But you can try
To pick yourself up and fly
On broken wings.

Breathing set you free
To fly with your broken wings.
You look forward to living your dreams
Now that you learned to fly on broken wings.

You know it’s not impossible
Because you tried
You picked yourself up and flied
On broken wings.

Now healing wings…
Jacquie Bullinger
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Jacquie Bullinger
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