Finding I can fly (part 2)

Healed with time today,
gave my wings away.

Sold it all for them,
broke my rose from the stem.

Cry on my shirt,
pull me through the dirt.

Hold my hand,
march through the sand.

Tug my heart,
tare it apart.

But know one thing,
in my winter, they're spring.

Please don't fear,
My intentions are clear.

Though I'll die alone,
but not with a heart of stone.

My friends I love you,
with eyes of brown, hazel, and blue.

Keep holding onto me,
my wings wish to be free.

Don't let me go again,
don't let my laughter dim.

Lastly smile for me,
the greatest gift truly.