Wings
enchanted by his words
That cut like swords
Into the very heart
Of my broken soul
And seem to sow
It together with a song
You don’t sing
But you speak
And when you speak it’s like fire
It burns and it’s stings
And I swear I saw wings
The day he was born
He wanted more
He wanted to heal the bent broken and torn
He had nothing to gain
Yet he still took there pain
His eyes getting darker and darker by day
But when he speaks his unsung songs
He goes bright as the sun
And the embers fall
On the crowd
That gathers around
They are scared
Of the truth that he shares
the world holds him down
he is stuck on the ground
His wings yearn for the sky
An angel
waiting to fly
And the cross on his chain
Keeps him sane
When he is in so much pain
In the dark when he has lost all his heart
When he wants to fly away
It makes him stay
Because he knows he can change this world someday
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