we're being watched by angels
and they're not amongst us
nor above us
that may sound sad to some of us
perhaps that's why we feel like it is our
Devine
Right
to throw ourselves on frozen tears  
print their celestial image with our evil template

when it's sunny outside
when the sky is tearing apart
they are hidden in the shadows
but their eyes are full of light
and they can see us

even if we're broken
or with both eyes closed
even if there's bright red blood running down us
running down our legs and arms
even if we're fascinated by breaking the
"stay behind the yellow line" rule
even if we had to learn that
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by following the rough path and checking it out
by ourselves

they know that there's bright red blood
running down our backs
and we can't see it
nor feel the pain of having our wings taken



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