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My Wings

November 4, 2014
By CherokeeMcAlpine BRONZE, Mitchell, South Dakota
CherokeeMcAlpine BRONZE, Mitchell, South Dakota
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My wings and colored and beaten

They are red from the anger I've shed

They are black from my impure past

They are grey from all my inner thoughts

They are sprained from flying from myself

They are fractured from hittign my blockades

They are broken from falling to the ground

I'm an angel that fell and got back up

I've got a dark past and it's made me beautiful

My wings are my story of pain and hope


The author's comments:

Thsi about my past and how, no matter what happened to me, I've survived and I'm wiser


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