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Walls to Wings 1 by Agus

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Walls to Wings 1

Pop-Rock

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I rise above the storm — every wall becomes a door I break it down, step through, I stand up for more
Now my wings are mended — I learn, at last, to soar I'm alive, I'm fighting, louder than before
I'm alive, I'm rising — I won't apologize
World is thunder, on the rooftop, coffee gone cold Window panes like distant eyes, watching stories unfold
Scar on my knuckle from bargains I made with fear I learned to count small victories, whisper them near
When the wind starts to howl, I plant my seeds When the night pulls sharper, I will not retreat
I rise above the storm — every wall becomes a door I break it down, step through, I stand up for more
Shadowed wings find their seams — I fix them with care I'm alive, I'm fighting, and laid bare, breathing open air
I climbed the midnight stair, felt the city's cold stare Tasted rain like old letters, salt and ink in the air
Calloused palms on the railing, the skyline kept its pace Lost maps turned to road signs, pointing me to this place
When the wind starts to howl, I plant my seeds When the night pulls sharper, I will not retreat
I rise above the storm — every wall becomes a door I break it down, step through, I stand up for more
Now my wings are mended, I learn at last to soar I'm alive, I'm fighting louder than before
I'll whisper to the night, give back the name you stole The echo came returning, warm and whole
I'll press my paw up against an old old scar Felt something stir, a pulse so small I faced her due to my anger
I rise above the storm — every wall becomes a door I break it down, step through, and find the farthest shore
My mended wings remember how to cut the sky I'm alive, I'm rising, I won't apologize
Through the thunder and the quiet, through the ache and the cry I keep the small ones in my pocket, one at a time
Walls to wings, scars as maps, I tell you what I've learned
This is my rising, steady fight, unconcerned
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