<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Broken Wings (Lyrics)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No body known’s who I truly am, <br>I’ve never felt this way before, <br>Why do things turn out wrong? <br>With the way of this open door, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My broken wings were in my back, <br>Till I let them extract, <br>I’m flying through the air, <br>With my hair everywhere, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do people have to know? <br>What do they have to say? <br>Why can’t they leave me alone? <br>From now till the end, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My broken wings were in my back, <br>Till I let them extract, <br>I’m flying through the air, <br>With my hair everywhere, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do I live like this? <br>It’s like the world don’t exist, <br>I and you were we at, <br>It’s like the day is a fact, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> My broken wings were in my back, <br>Till I let them extract, <br>I’m flying through the air, <br>With my hair everywhere, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No body known’s who I truly am, <br>What do people have to say? <br>Why do they hide from me? <br>Are they scared of what they see? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>My broken wings were in my back, <br>Till I let them extract, <br>I’m flying through the air, <br>With my hair everywhere,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lorissa+Cowan">Lorissa Cowan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547494" data-title="Broken Wings (Lyrics) de Lorissa Cowan" data-description="No body known’s who I truly am, I’ve never felt this way before, Why do things turn out wrong? With the way of this open door, My broken wings were in my back, Till I let them extract, I’m flying through the air, With my hair everywh..."></div> </div> </div>

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