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discarded
mina thankyou...
I knew i was broken
when you tried to fix me
pulled me apart
re-stitched my seems
placed me in a wooden box
here i will stay til
you decide to return and play
but for now
you have turned your back
and walked away
have you won?
you tore my insides
to find no flaw
that you could fix
i am not your toy
for you to discard
when my shine wears off
no longer novel
you could not fix me
i wonder who that hurt me
you turned your back
you walked away
left me stiched and scared
there are more wounds
here then you could ever heal
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We're the faeries from hell and we're all on a death wish
 Blackbird singing in the dead of night, Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Fly, Blackbird, fly Into the light of the dark black night.
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