Black wings
Across
A
Tortured
Sky.
Deep breaths
Echo
Still,
In
My
Mind.
Winds blow
Through,
Like
The
Memory
Of
Your
Scent
On
My
Skin.
Face pale
&
Delicate,
Eyes
So
Dark
I
Can
Only
See
Me
In
Them.
Teeth bared,
Sharp
As
The
Words
That
Cut
When
You're
Not
With
Me.
Rose petals
At
My
Door,
The
Lingering
Taste
Of
You.
Sigh,
My
Savior,
&
Let
Me
Hear
Only
Peace,
Until
Your
Black
Wings
Surround
Me
Again.
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