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On Broken Wings we Fly

Passion triumphs,
when a man has nothing left.
His emotions betray him
where his mind would not.
It's within these seeds
of desolate hope,
where anger is cast aside
and nary a murmur of dark breaks through.
When a man is willing to heal,
only to suffer again,
does he realise; he'd do it again.
Again, and again.
To heal,
only to suffer again.
He'll dream of the skies,
and choose to soar
on broken wings,
the man will fall.
Written by AscensionES (ae)
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