" look up.. you can see the flames of a thousand broken hearts in the sun .."
Guardian~
Walking down the streets and ally ways of this life.
I watched so many people walk by.
Screaming for help, still no one saw me.
A few reached for me, but none stayed long.
My wings were ripped away so I could no longer fly.
You stayed and watched my tears fall through the glass windows.
You touched the glass with your hands to see if I was alive.
Barely breathing, I reached for you.
The glass glinting beneath the sun reflects your eyes.
Brought them to life with a fire not too many see.
You looked at me and knew that my wings would come back.
You yelled to stand back from the glass as you fought.
The glass wall stood strong but it didnt last long.
Struggling, you pulled me out from my tomb.
That day you helped set me free.
It was then that I whispered to you.
Will you stay with me and help me through this.
You said nothing but granted my wish with a kiss.
" .. hmm, maybe thats why we get burned so many times we look up .."
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