She carries her black wings as part of herself.
And the black bird is a sign of sickness or bad health.
These are symbols that are a part of her.
Whether she finds happiness or Whether she hurts.
She has dragged her heart one time to many.
Within her prayers, a thought for a penny.
Fleeting away in a reverie, her safe haven was there to rest on.
In a world full of hatred, she became strong.
Lost through the echoes of her voice.
Lived one to many, this was her choice.
She longed to hear those words again.
Words that will have no end.
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