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These scars all over me
They're my |shackles|
Why won't they just go away?
Because they are of my invention
To keep me in this world, to force me to stay
I have wings to
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~L~
~F~
up into the
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But I'm t.e.r.r.i.f.i.e.d!
That a storm will come
✦ B i t t e r ✦
A n d
✦ R a g i n g ✦
And my ~wings~ will not be strong enough to keep me
U.P.
As I fall
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To land in a heap of -B r () K e N- feathers and -C r U S h E d- dreams
So I will sit here
Chained to the dry
ragged
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With my ~demons~
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✦~Fly~✦
We all have our chains that keep us down. Depression, sadness, fear, anxiety, self consciousness. Because if we let all of that go we would be able to accomplish incredible things, and dreams would become reality. I've always thought "I'm not good enough" and to this day, I haven't let go. It's this nagging at the back of my head, and I know I'm not the only one. Believe in yourself, because everyone else believes in you but you.
~~~Blue~~~
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