There are some wings that cannot grow

In the same space that once spanned

There are those wounds that will not heal

Those wounds are often all I am

Even as moons have shown time has passed

There are some things that never can

Am I more than what I reflect each night

Holding less light than my heart demands

Even if you looked more closely

What could you fully understand

Saying farewell to all you loved towards

The nightly feel of empty hands

There are some lives we will never live

Not even if I am a good man

There are some loves that just end

Taking with them our hopeful plans


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