They cut off her wings
And told her
It's her own fault she couldn't fly.
So hard she fell
And so alone she felt.
Sometimes...
Most times
She would lie in the grass and
stare at the open sky
And wonder why she couldn't be with them.
So there she stayed
And cried
And prayed
A n d w o n d e r e d.
Her body on earth,
Her mind in the clouds
And her heart in the sky.
She didn't belong
And she hoped [that
Unrelenting and afflicted kind of hope]
That her goodbye will come soon
And she will return to the sky.
-B.h.l
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This is dedicated to sisterofpotter
I'm really sorry about your gran❤💔😢 and just know I'm always here for you, no matter what💕
