With a wish
she wanted to fly
with broken wings
she knew , she would fall down
on the harsh ground
but she gave it a try
for his dear sake
Everything
is turning black
she no longer could see
bitter tears
she's been shedding
stains
her ivory skin
Picking up her fallen pieces
comforting her wounded pride
It may heal
but the scars
remind her
It was all real....
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