my poem,my soulWingsgathering the roses and holding it in my

my poem,my soul
Wings
gathering the roses and holding it in my hand tightly
i started my journey,a long journey
happiness came with great pains
i faced it bravely
time flew
i lost my way
i walked tiredly
the tears was inside the pain
winds were high up on the hill
I was shivering in the heart of rain
darkness fell, I was calling for the dawn
fighting need courage
do i still have the power
i do not know
the only thing l should do is
to continue running until the roses die
where are my wings i am looking for
to take me cross the bridge of pain
i still have a long way to go
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