February 22, 2010

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you picked up the broken pieces I was

glued them back together and made me whole again

 

you kept me safe

while my broken wings healed

but now they’re all better

and I’m aching to stretch my wings and fly

it’s time for me to leave now

fly away on new born wings

 

you stuck by me

painstakingly picking up all the scattered pieces

and took the time to fit them back together

and I am forever grateful to you for that

but a few months later and something’s changed

I’m whole again

and as horrible as it sounds

your job is done

 

you kept me from harm

while my broken wings healed

but now they’re all better

and I’m dying to stretch them out and fly

it’s time for me to leave now

to fly away on new wings

 

you stayed by me

with such gentleness in your touch, such care in your voice

as you piece by piece put me back together

and to you I am forever indebted

but now I’m experiencing a new kind of feeling

everything’s back in place again

and as horrible as it sounds

your job is over

 

you picked up the broken pieces that I was

and put me back together