My Wings

I may seem strong,
But look beneath this facade,
And you will see the real me.
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I carry all my years,
I’ve hidden all my tears,
And I will tell you if you want to hear.
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Even after all this time,
I forgive all the pain,
And I gave up all my fears.
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These wings on my back,
hide the scars of my life,
And give me protection for my life to come.

©The Pesky Poet

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