Torn

Her wings where ripped from her

As if they had no purpose…

She lay upon the ground

Telling herself her wings where still intact

That she could fly away from this world of carelessness

There was no one to save her

She was her own savoir

She pushed herself forward

The pain was unbearable, but she grew within the pain

She refused to let it control her…

by ~ jbritt

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