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May 2014
Your brand new heart I do not need
Your threads don't hold me down
Your needle doesn't pierce my scales
Those days never to be found.

Two fallen angels, dancing
On wings of ebony
Embraced in a death spiral
Entwined, they're never free.

As feathers fall, resentment calls
They're wings are pinioned now,
You can't fly? I can't fly.
I've never known how...

..to safely shake this dragon
That's been nipping at your thigh,
A thousand miles have flown so fast
In the blinking of an eye.

And roaring winds grow louder
As we grow farther from mother sun
A hail of fire smoldering,
She whispers "Run, my children, run"

Scar for scar, bruise for bruise
They plummet to the earth
The ground is getting closer,
It's time for a rebirth

Warm blood has splattered both our eyes
From each others missing wings
We're flapping numbly, falling dumbly
As we give into these things..

Head first and tumbling faster
Engaged to this gravity
It's will it seems still holds their fate
As she rips their feathers free

He sawed at her ****** stubs
And she did the same for he
Drenched in each other's burgundy
Resemble devils, free.

Words and lines are rolling off his serpentine tongue,
falling upon deaf ears
It's only been mere seconds
but feels like neverending years.

But in the midst of all of this,
She hummed a song so sweet
A language dead, it has been said

It haunts my every dream.
Black Wolf
Written by
Black Wolf  New York
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