Battered Bird

Wed, 12/17/2014 - 13:41 -- alyrog6

I am that bird in the sky,

the bird that everyone admires.

Simply because I am free.

Freer than I even want to be.

So free I could feel the wind beneath

these wilted wings.

Wings of steel, but the battle

was long.

So now I am free.

Head held high,

eyes laid low.

My flaws made me free.

Isn't that where we all aim to be?

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