The Butterfly with Broken Wings
She noticed how beautiful she is under the morning Sun
Blazing rays of lights across her colorful wings
So delicate that warms her heart
Small little flutters shakes her little wings
She sees the bright skies up above her
They are like soft cottons floating in the air
How she wish she could touch those skies with her wings!
Embracing the freedom she always wanted
Unlocking the grips, unreleasing the locks
To meet with unknown adventures which she dares to dream
She feels so excited suddenly, so energized
To realise the dreams which she always think of
She knows what she wants
As she lifts her wings, it feels so heavy
Just then she realized, they are broken
Overwhelmed with grief, she mourns
For the life she once had, the freedom which shaped her identity
Now it is all futile, her destiny looks hazy
Frozen with fear she remains unperturbed till her fate is decided
As she is the butterfly with broken wings...
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