She cannot look into your eyes
Afraid you'll see what lies inside
Imperfection, pain, wounded and grief
She is the girl with the broken wing
If the walls had ears then you would hear
vibrations of fear and music of tears
like the sound of cracking glass goes her heart
distorting the rhythm of its beat, she is the girl with the broken wing
In her eyes you will see love
she cannot trust her heart will fight
much is lost, she is bleeding life
She is the girl with the broken wing
She cannot fly high in the sky
Her demeanor vulnerable in sight
She cannot run away to hide, cannot stand firm to fight
As she falls from the sky
who will stretch out their hands in time
to catch the girl with the broken wing
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