You were the wind that carried my wings,
You were the wind that made these wings soar.
You were the wind that healed my wings when they were sore.
And you also became the wind that made them sore.
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Poems of Pain and Solitude
PoetryFor every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every per...
