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wilting wings
i hold her in my arms
till she can fall asleep
and though she isn't
there when i wake up
i can still feel her...
the presence looming
behind me but i can't
see it through the
reflection in the mirror
she caresses the holes
in my shoulder blades
where my wings were
till she can fall asleep
and though she isn't
there when i wake up
i can still feel her...
the presence looming
behind me but i can't
see it through the
reflection in the mirror
she caresses the holes
in my shoulder blades
where my wings were
Published 15th Jun 2023
Author's Note
it has been a while since i last posted... almost a month. busy with life. trying to move and pursue further schooling. haven't written much worth sharing lately, mostly complete negativity and i want to broaden my audience and try to enjoy other reflections of life. thank you for reading if you did.
song for today: always hurt by black wing.
Copyright © 2023 by Mila Throat.
song for today: always hurt by black wing.
Copyright © 2023 by Mila Throat.
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