My heart is singing
A song of woe;
My mind is racing,
It will not slow.
In frustration I tear
My plumage out,
Many fallen feathers
Are strewn about.
My heart is singing
A song of woe;
My mind is racing,
It will not slow.
In agony I cry
A crown of fears;
It is woven of guilt
And all my tears.
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Fly Away
PoetryA collection of poems about letting go of someone once loved, of allowing them to spread their wings and fly on their own. Dedicated to the one who I must let go of my love for, the one who I know will never be mine; to the one who will now take fl...
