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Into the fragile
where hearts break like China cups.
Where souls are afraid to fly.
Where my soul became grounded.
Ripped out of the sky
by needy hands
that tore through my feathers
and ripped my wings apart.
Now I stand here alone
but yet again surrounded
by the fragile beings
that use their fallen feathers
as quills.
where hearts break like China cups.
Where souls are afraid to fly.
Where my soul became grounded.
Ripped out of the sky
by needy hands
that tore through my feathers
and ripped my wings apart.
Now I stand here alone
but yet again surrounded
by the fragile beings
that use their fallen feathers
as quills.
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This just came out of my heart in one fail swoop. Hope you all like it 
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this is lovely dear.. i love it.