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Oct 2018
There i saw him standing,
Peered at another angel flying by.
Others had wings of varying colors,
And hers was painted in gold.

Mine was something of lesser value,
But it's what i treasured most.
Incomparable to platinums & such,
But it made me twinkle up above.

In silence i watched over him,
Heart aching to his praises.
With a tone of great awe,
He spoke of her wings.

He was encased in diamonds,
From wings cut off of my back.
We were surrounded by embers,
But i was unable to soar.

In exchange i was bound to suffer.
I remained invisible but immortal,
In a state of death but still alive.
Much like breathing through thin air.

This shield would eventually break,
Yet i had no regrets.
For what broke me kept him alive,
Even for a short period of time.

There at the sight of him,
I felt peace despite the pain.
For as he admired her golden wings,
I learned how a human falls inlove.
© 2018 D.A. Barreras
Zell
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Zell  22/F
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