This Is Your Brain On Failure

Catherine

Did you forget how to fly 
Or were your wings torn from the bone 
You used to fly so sweetly on a breeze 
You whispered sweetly you are the anchor 
That has give my spirit a license to soar 
But now you're grounded 
Not by a blade or word but scarred by separation 
You traded your freedom for open rotting wounds and chains 
Why did you give it all away?


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