The Pangs of Broken Gossamer Wings,
The Bitterness of the Haunting Stings,
My Soul Maimed Beyond Repair--
My Heart Weeps of Unbridled Despair.
Within the MY Wind No Longer Free to Soar,
Among Clouds of Dreams I Came To Once Adore,
As Ever I Raced Up Wind For.
Endless Sorrow--
Broken Beauty of My Gossamer Wings.
Mirror on the Wall,
You are Now A Hideous Thing.
I’m No Longer the Fairest Among Those in My Land,
As Pieces of My Broken Gossamer Wings are Clinched In My Pale Hands.
Granter of My Gossamer Wings,
I Place Before You The Broken Brittle Flaked Things.
HEAL
I Say as I Kneel Before You Now.
Gossamer Wings--
To Carry On Without...I Know Not How.
