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If only this soft caress were not bound in chains
If only words were truths unchallenged

The wings you so tenderly cared for
ripped to shreds in your haste
in your hate
in our love

fly

now its gone
before your eyes
flutters a piece of your small world
A cold uncaring heart continues to beat

the numbness seen in that dark voided face
only broken by an affectionate smoldering smile


the chains are still attached
you've only to wait
till it plummets

to the ground
to the earth
to you

again