Broken Winged Dove

Some of us came flawed,
Some of us came alone,
And for that same reason,
We some die on our own,
Made me to be broken,
Made me to be abused,
At the expense of others,
With no blatant excuse
Whatever the reason,
Whatever the case,
I have to get out of here,
I'm leaving this place.
I'm tired of these games,
When winnings too damn tough,
This pathetic creation of yours,
Swears she's had enough!
She's taken all the bruises,
She's taken her share of pain,
Just let this broken winged dove,
Not go through this again.

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