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    I was a broken bird,
    Then you tought me to fly.
    And now I'm a broken bird ready to die.
    I'm broken hearted and can't help but cry,
    Why?
    You said you loved me,
    and I was to blind to see...
    You only lied and manipulated me.
    Hitting the drugs harder then ever before,
    all because the love of my life was a w**re.
    I can no longer fly anymore.
    Can't even walk,
    Lying on the floor.
    So I ask you one time,
    Why stab me from behind??
    Do you find it funny,
    Me broken, crying, and dying...
    Please dear, God,
    Forgive me for my life of lust,
    I did this to my self.
    Giving her all my love and trust.
    Only you can heal me,
    only you can set this bird free.
    So I leave all my love and all my trust to you,
    where it where it's meant to be.
    Broken Bird, By, Richard A. Duron