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Its not abound with love, it has no true meaning for the wild at heart and in spirit

Wings open wide, spread to full extension of beauty and acceptance

Wander the torturous skies alone and cold, bitter with hate for all that lie beneath

There is no place for you to seek redemption of what you lost in a time so long ago



Beats of pain and lingering deception now entrap the little spirit left within the soul

Run from that which is sitting before you, telling you stories of untold endings to life

Look to the heavens follow the path of light that leads you back home, walk away

You may fly high and feel heavy with burdens, but know that you once were happy



Take what it was you had, make it your only vision of life, and use its strength to lift you

The hand given to you is that of a destiny not meant to be yours, hold unto nothing

The future is there to be made, to bring forth that which is rightfully your own

Nights no longer have you grasping for warmth that is of another



Forget that which made you smile, had you flowing in spirit of feelings never had before

Do not think of her or what she brought to you, she has nothing left for you, not your love

Broken a man stands alone to look upon his own face, to feel no direction left to follow

Burdens of a heavy heart with nothing left to give, emptiness a place so full of nothing



Have you spoken? have words been recited to explain what took place?  Are you there?

You left me so quickly, walked away from me and took all I had, replaced with such ease

Do not return to me with glee upon your eyes, and sweetness on your lips

For I have forgotten all we were and have left to a new place, no more love in this heart