Hound

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They broke my wings
To stop me from flying
Shattered my spirit
So that I don't try again
Bound me with chain
Thus I cannot leave
Coloured me black
To make the rainbows hidden
All they did
To stop me and drown
The warrior I was
Tuned into meek little mouse
You can try you
You can succeed
Into making me the owl
But you forget
What I was before you found
Take my wings
I will hunt you with my claws
The black paint
Glitters in the darkest of clouds.
My sprit is gone
But you can't put me down.
I was born to raise up
Your acts just slowed me down.
When I do stand
You will bow down.
Worship on my feet
Cause You messed with the wrong hound.

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