Broken Wings

My wings are tattered,
as I fall from grace.
I weep knowing I'm not welcome anymore.
I'm losing all my faith.
All hope is gone.
I can never repair these broken wings,
they will forever stay at my side.
Lonely and confused,
I search to find my Savior.
The one who will free me from this cage
and heal my broken wings.

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