Hidden beneath unfathomable depths,
Lay this bird, inside of me.
A brave conqueror came along
And found the key to set it free.
She swelled with pride and joy,
This little bird called love.
Anticipating her freedom,
To fly across the sky above.
She lay waiting, jittery and excited
For the day he decides,
To open those deep, dark chambers,
Where fervently hoping, she resides.
The day finally came by,
She was freed from ties.
Happily, she flew to her rescuer
With beautiful golden eyes.
But, he lacked what she'd hoped
To find beneath his veil,
The only emotion she'd wanted
And wished that she would feel.
He let out a cruel laugh,
'Oh! You poor little thing!'
Then crushed her dreams and wants,
As he clipped off her wings.
He threw her outside the windows,
And she felt the tears flood.
All she was left with were
Broken wings in a pool of blood.
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Wings Of Light
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