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The wings on my backshined with greatness u did it No it wasn't perfect what i was afraid u would But it was all i had to be proud of u ripped my wings off my back completley it was my escape from the world u ripped them off and burned them saving me from myself the blood . . .dripping from my back every now and then something would happen the puddle becoming bigger something that made the feathers fall out drowning the sound of my screaming one i kept bleeding after the other you tried to clean the wound after the other but the more u tried the more it bled before i met u my wings were fragile now weneva i try to rebuild them i felt lost and useless something goes rong you came into my life. mr perfect i really try you were my shelter to this harsh world and when i think i see a feather emerging you helped me build up my wings it turns out to be noyjing but another drop of blood one feather at a time i never stopped bleeding after a while it was even more shinier than before and now as i step off the top of this 10 story building i felt as if i finally found my place i realise that this time and then . . . MY WINGS WON'T SAVE ME ! ! !
KELZZZ
!!!BROKEN WINGS!!!
