Wednesday 3 July 2013

Wings for the namesake.

I cannot grow while I'm in a shell
Shallow breaths, insatiable quench 
Drowning deeper into sorrow belts,
For I cannot grow while I'm in a shell

My wings I have for the namesake
Tied with a thread, my flight is cut off
My words not my voice, make all the difference
With words unheard, I want the world to shake,
How can I though? 
I have but wings for the namesake

I cannot grow while I'm in a shell
A shallow empty figure I am
A figure, that hard to the ground fell
While others laughed at my quest
I searched for the unknown in deep unrest

I cannot grow while I'm in a shell
My words not my voice, make all the difference,
With words of love, I want the world to shake
How can I though?
I have but wings for the namesake. 

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