Stagnant and rotting

In the corner

Lonely and brooding

Wiping tears, there’s nothing

To believe in,

All the feathers of my

Clipped wings

Fly around me with the cold wind

I’m the fallen one, oh yes

Crashed down to the ground

Shattering all the dreams

Putting back together, piece by piece

Rebuilding myself

I could never be me

All those ugly and wonderful things

Hurting and soothing

Can Life have a meaning?

Lost belief in the mission,

I’m damaged beyond repair

And fixed beyond

Recognition

Let the room be closed

I got a mind to open.

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