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2005 - October

23  Oct

Broken Wings

Never thought I’d see the day
When you would say goodbye
And though my heart is crying
I know my soul won’t die

Got food to fill my belly
A roof over my head
You know that I’ve been trying
Though I want to stay in bed

You said it would be forever
But forever passed us by
Now I think of all the promises
When you used to hold me tight

Now the weight is on my shoulders
My heart is on my sleeve
But I am a survivor
So go if you must leave

You know how much it hurt me
As you walked out that door
But baby I am strong enough
To get up off this floor

Yeah my heart is sore and broken
But my spirit carries me
The day when I am over you
Is the day I’m truly free

I’ll stumble in my travels
To find my self and mend
Time will heal these broken wings
And I will fly again

I never thought I’d see the day
When you would say goodbye
And though my heart is crying
I know my soul won’t die

As tears fall on my pillow
I know it must be true
Time will heal my sorrow
And I’ll be over you

~Freya Moon

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