I walk restless, this aging road,
... in hope to find my stolen smile,
And a moment I had left undead
While walking her safe home one night.

I see instead a pair of wings
one day - eyes full of tears,
I stop just short of crushing them,
And ask them not to fear ...

These broken wings are asking me...
"How long would your pain last?"
I pick them up gentle and say,
"Until you fly me to my past..."
They wipe my tears, they hold me close,
and ask me what do I miss...
"One missed heartbeat, walk down that road,
One half completed kiss."

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