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Angels, birds
wings
but you my dear are an angel an angel sent for me
wings upon your back hold you down but i i will set you free
you'll remember me
when your wings grow back in the eyes of the people i will remember when i took them from you and made you my angel
in my arms you wept in my heart you sang
will you stay with me?
people didnt need to know when they did, they planted your wings you flew in fields of gold


Once upon a rhymeOnce upon a time, in a land far far away lived a beautiful princess in a castle made from clay she hacked and she stabbed until the cows came home then she hacked and stabbed them and gnawed on their bones what she did not count on was the prince on his valiant steed he came got undressed and did the deed now she's knocked up and on the dole oh what a fucking slutty wasted moleOnce upon a rhyme


she did it that thing she doesIm flying; no I flew, when I looked into her. Paranoia took me by the hand, led me across the boundaries of hate and division, and showed my faults, my lies. I shielded my eyes from the glare of my uncertainty and crawled inwards, trying to find my spine.she did it that thing she does
She had no soul, not literately, but when fate showed me her I couldnt see it, that thing that induces life in the smallest person/being. If anything it lured me into/closer to her, that loss of conscience and human presence.
She took my hand, illustrated her life with fingers, and then she did it, that thing she does.
I could fall in love w