Even if you cut your heart out and give to a person, The gesture derives no meaning until that tender piece of flesh is accepted by the other soul and given solace. When abandoned , It loses the one place that it had, will ever have, Leaving you a mere shadow.
A Shadow has not the right, The Right to Feel , The Right to Speak . The Right to EXIST . !
Broken Wings . . . .
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