Flying

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I take this broken heart of mine apart
And see what makes me, me
I couldn’t remember exactly
How I went back together
So I made a new shape

We had wanted to fly
To help each other
But you broke my heart
So I made my own wings
And you watched as I flew

The ground far below me
I see him in front of me
We collided in a shower of sparks
The parts of our wings connected
And completed
Each
Other

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