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bitter conclusions

sweetness now subdued

seems to be brooding

words misconstued

little eyes blind

I weep and wonder

how can I save them

before they go asunder...



and fly away,

so far away.



intentions fading

reversals misfortune

seems to be her poison

to feed her wrath as bread

precious mouths entrusted

nurtured by the ruin

all with tattered wings

off where they are lead.



just fly away,

so far away.



Fly away babies, fly away home

daddy's gonna be there

that you'll always know

make yourself comfy, plenty of room

daddy loves you dearly

no matter where you go.