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Flightless Dreams
Flightless dreams
-On wingless angels-
Are all I ever see
Just glimpses of the feathers
Fluttering past my face
(soft feathers ripping me
into a bloody mess)
Flightless dreams
What I know will never be
But ache for none the less
Rushing through the air
-On wingless angels-
You probably know them better
As humans:
The fallen
The falling
(where is the bottom to this
bottomless hole
we’ve found ourselves in?)
Watching the feathers fall
From those non-existent wings
Bleeding red blood
Punishment for wanting
Punishment for wishing
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~Sharpened by pain, and covered in the blood of the pen~
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