Cut Away

Not long ago,

People were kind,

Especially to each other,

Kindness in their minds,

Then someone was born,

or should I say something,

The only thing different,

was that she had wings.

People were disgusted,

People would cry,

When she smiled and gently waved as they each passed by,

Then she grew older,

as years drifted by

she started to understand why

she started to cry

she knew she was different...

When people stared

When the kindness was lost

she wandered off the path

When people stabbed her in the back

They carved pain into her wings

Every memory rings

She wanted to end the pain

After all that's been drained

So she walked to a cliff

Making her wish

to be free from the hatred

to be free from the pain

to be free from strain

to just go away

She wanted to fly

so she jumped

and she.... fell

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