Beautiful freaks

Let me break those wings

That take you away

We are beautiful freaks

But you will never care.

Let me hide those dreams that kill me inside

Let me break those wings to kill your pride.

The beautiful freaks are no more alive

We have killed the reasons for us to survive...

Let me whip my sorrow on your broken wings

We reflect each-other in million springs…

Oh just kill those wings, just cut them off

I hate this feeling of endless love

You will fly no more and that’s my revenge !!!

                        I’ve killed those wings… I miss them… so strange…

Reviews

[SuspectGray]

First line I think you mean "wings" not "wigs"......that threw me off until I reread it.

Unrequited love stinks....you can clip the wings but what the heart wants the heart wants

[An owl on the moon]

There is a tender wildness in these words that flow in the rhythms of a song... standing on the outside.. the beauty of being different... distinct... yet feeling so much at a loss... clinging to broken things... Achingly deep words...

[Helena]

Forman, Than you!

[Saddam]

Let me whip my sorrow on your broken wings
We reflect each-other in million springs…

Interesting write dear friend.
I like its moto.
Keep me sending your beautiful write dear.