Broken Wings
She watched him go early this morning,
her dreams shattered and spirit low -
on broken wings, a wounded sparrow.
Her tears fell like sudden summer rain,
gone is the love she thought was so true -
on broken wings, a wounded sparrow.
Promises made that he could not keep
left her with a wound that went so deep;
the door she opened with so much care
had crumbled down way beyond repair.
There she stays in the corner crying
just by herself and her own shadow -
on broken wings, a wounded sparrow.
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