I am far from what you would expect.
I am the wing that is broken.
I am the one you would not accept.
The words you left unspoken.
I am the feel of the wind in your hair.
I am the question of tomorrow.
I am the feelings you never could bare.
The hope that you will borrow.
I am the one who'd walk through fire for you.
And you're the one who'd never see.
I gave up everything I had.
Yet, you still don't notice me.
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