I can stand, yet ever so slowly
My eyes crushed shut, its hard to see
You say I look like an angel.
I think.
Who's lost her will to be.
The blood sputters out of my mouth
Leaving a bitter burning inside
I scream, there is no sound
My ears hear nothing, its so intense
Pain too angry to subside
Once before, I could fly - you say.
I cut my feathers
I trim my seams
I look to the sky
My eyes reflect glass.
The transparency left
After it took myself away
From me.
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