She cry's alone, by herself.
Broken wings shade her eyes.
Fading slowly into darkness,
her echoes scream in silence.
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wonderful poem. i know how it feels to be the one with broken wings, trapped and fading for that is how i live everday.
you'll get alot of responses from gothic and emo poeple. spencer, tisk tisk. good but i can't stand that several suicidal teens will contact you now. you screwed yourself. hehe