Bird in a guilded cage, a broken heart, a solitary soul
Road less travelled, a soul full of longing, my heart bleeds
On a wing and a prayer, my heart is a lonely hunter, a weary soul
Kiss the rose, look into my eyes
Endless words, my heart laid bare
No man is an island, tears fall like rain
Words that were left unspoken, over and over again
It's never too late to change, wish upon a star
Near and dear to my heart, when all is said and done
Give it a whirl, as time passes by, my soul is weeping, weeping
Stop and smell the roses, till the end of time
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May 9, 2015
Poetry/Verse/Cliches/"Broken Wings"
Copyright Protected, ID 05-671-486-09
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
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