Stained glass heart, shattered again. No one left to pick up the pieces. No putting it back together this time…
I was his angel til he ripped off my wings.. and like a god, tossed me from heaven.
Not good enough to be in his presence. I long to fly, to see love in his eyes, but i’m fallin’ now. Can’t he hear me scream??
Last thing i see is his stone-cold face watchin’ me fall into darkness
as he holds my broken wings.
Broken Wings
Stained glass heart, shattered again. No one left to pick up the pieces. No putting it back together this time…I was his angel til he ripped off my wings.. and like a god, tossed me from heaven. Not good enough to be in his presence. I long to fly, to see love in his eyes, but […]
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