I had wings
before I was born.



Did you see them?



Did you see the glow
surrounding my head?

Did you feel my light?

Was that why you wanted me?
Was my light comforting?

Did you hate yourself?

Did you want to be
pure?


Did you want to take it from me?



Did you want me?











Ow.






What was that for?













What was

that

for?



Ow.

Ow.

Ow.
Ow.
Ow.
Ow.
Ow.
Ow.
OW.
OW.
OW.
­OW!



...





Why was I born?
What was that for?
Was I born
to suffer?
What was that for?












What was that

for?