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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Taking Wing Written by David I’m thankful everyday to have you by my side…there is no need to hide…I’m going along with the ride I lived on the edge for too long now… I will rise from the ashes one way or another I can’t pretend that everything will be a sundae with a cherry on top No one is available to listen to me once more… I was once a bird, taking wing and having so much fun… Am I trapped in here for others’ pleasure? Why can’t I fly and feel the sun, Caress my wings with warm-hearted affection beyond measure? My guardian angel of light; shimmer anew with all of your perpetual might So I sit down and pout and jot down everything that’s on my mind Lies chased me down…this road of frustration And I’m falling away into the black hole of my nightmares I believed in you and you put me down… Caged for no apparent reason… Am I trapped in here for others’ pleasure? Why can’t I fly and feel the sun, Caress my wings with warm-hearted affection beyond measure? I look up to you and I admire your halo, hovering around your head gaily and vibrantly…do you still abide – I’m shattered…and I’m in disbelief… You disappointed me with your wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing words I’m scared and in anguish…I need some relief Right now… I feel like I’m in captivity, freaking out like a thousand birds… I was once a bird, taking wing and then you shot me down with your negativity and your discouragement of plenty…but I kept on biting the bullets, so put down that gun… Am I trapped in here for others’ pleasure? Why can’t I fly and feel the sun, Caress my wings with warm-hearted affection beyond measure? D-do you still abide in the light or are you a fallen angel who fell victim to the lusts of midnight?
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