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Keeah Skye

You see my broken body, You sense my broken mind. My hands, they clutch a broken spear; My blood and tears combined. The wounds and cuts can be tended, A scream may become a sigh, But some things cannot be mended; My broken wings can't fly. Do you feel my broken spirit? Or hear my wailing soul? But can you fix my broken heart? I cannot be made whole. -Irina Goodwin

Published More than a year ago

Category Fantasy

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