The Lady Stood There With A Broken Wing

by Wishmaster   Apr 1, 2009


I remain to stand outside
By the way, I can barely believe
That the the people inside
Would bring the ones to conceive

And I see a figure in the rain
That watches my every motion
A figure looked in pain
As if we looked across the ocean

I just saw the eyes
They were ones that made nothing everything
They made a great disguise
As they made a lady with a broken wing

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