crack.

the angel sits lovely on a cloud beauty suspended in white no gray to be found bliss overwhelms as the sun heats her bones enraptured in pearl fleece she lays happily alone she suddenly looks down at the world below and gray infects her spotless snow the sky of crystal darkens turning light to cold indigo wraps her in a crushing hold screaming invades her helpless mind blackness coats her onyx eyes leaving her blind the angel falls from her place on the cloud tar of sadness weighing her down she feels herself falling deep into night delicate wings unable to fight she hits the ground with a splintering smack little bones decorated with cracks broken and beautiful the angel lays disaster consumes her in its rage from her lips rubies seethe as the angel no longer breathes.

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emma-jacobson

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