broken wings... By SPICE.

ours wasn't a fairy tale start,
ours was the beginning of your painful end..or so i thought.
many years of hurt aging in you,
solace and peace you conceived with me,
i lifted you when your past weighed you down,
long after he left it in shambles,
i recollected that belief back into you...
ours isn't a beautiful fairy tale.

in your sleep, heard you call out his name.,
you give me your affection, him your love.
you offer me your body..but he holds your heart and soul.
what keeps you with me,
away from the one you love?
i hurt in painful silence, when you shed tears for him,
indeed this is no beautiful fairy tale,
for i fore see no happy ending...atleast not for me!

in your moment of weakness...moment of yearning,
in my moment of caring, moment of falling for you,
i wish i never kissed you, never touched you..
i should've been a friend,
i should've not fallen in love...

a bird you were with a broken wing,
took care of you..made you my own,
you wanna fly away,
now that your wing has healed,
for the joy you brought shortly,
i won't cage you up in captivity,
fly away my beautiful bird...
...and i long for the day,
you will fly back on to my arm...

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