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[sid] => 132963
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Broken Wings
[time] => 2007-03-22 12:59:58
[hometext] => Poem I wrote a few years ago
[bodytext] => Broken Wings I am an old, tired bird and my wings are broken How long has it been since I’ve felt the wind in my hair? How sweet the sound of somber air under soaring wings if I but hold my breath Was it a dream I used to believe? I have been walking so long that I can’t remember anymore Maybe I’ve never flown at all I have only now the comfort of smoke My dear old friend who will kill me in the end Still the world looks a little prettier through a smoky haze so I am content I dream of oceans and of hope And my sweet dove and I laughing for always Letting the waves wash the sun off our backs My delusions will be my downfall Never a day has passed when the wind has not blown cold Has the cold pierced me so that I’ve become numb? Your tantalizing warmth tempts me more then ever It’s ever so close Yet always just out of reach of my broken grasp I breathe in your sweet fragrance and sigh I have been dreaming my whole life The world is too harsh and my wings are broken But it’s time to wake up I must open my eyes and see if you are still there If you are not, I know what I must do I must climb higher then I’ve ever dreamed I will weather any storm; nothing will stop me this time I will climb to highest peak with my broken wings And see if I can fly [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Trauma [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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