November 19, 2009
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On broken wings do I crash down
From wonderous illusions that crack
Like broken mirrors
The ground that pounds against my body
Is just a creul reminder
I am broken
Shattered beyond recognition
The illusion is gone
The mask is off
My wings are broken
My feathers scattered
My soul shattered
I have woken
From that wonderous dream
My eyes are open
And I can see
I am broken
And tears fall down

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