There is a songbird with broken wingsWho sits up in his nest and always singsHe sings as he bleedsMuffles his cries and muffles his needsIt's a shame To see such a beautiful creature in so much painHe sings till he achesHis sincerety a fakeBecause in his songSomething seems so wrongDeep in side he knows this will be his lastA farewell to escape the pastAfter he takes his final breatheHe leaps from his nest


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