Fly
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Birds of a feather
Helpless together
Dying in worthless endeavors
Broken and battered
Hopes and dreams shattered
Seeing how meaningless you are
Beak bruised and busted
Iron will rusted
Fluttering wings that fly no more
Wings that once soared
No cares in the world
Beautiful skies, left breathless of words
Mind unawaring
Flesh stretched and tearing
Hit without reason, left to die
Spine bent and crooked
Hard to overlook it
Birds without bravery lack real eyes
Regret of being born
Wings ripped and torn
Death's cold embrace feels so warm
Crack a weak smile
Selfless pariah
Dust yourself off, it's time to fly
Credited to Avenging Angel
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