Stone grey shackles clawed at my tender skin,
But they couldn't keep down my
Pure
White
W i N g S .
Love converted to strength,
Clean soul powering the extensions of
My
H A T
E R
Souring amongst the exquisite birds,
Detached from the darkness beneath.
No rain above the clouds.
Where my heart has taken me.
Life f o s so e A s I l Y,
l w
No
R
U
L
E
S
Or
B
O
U
N
D
A
R
I
E
S
F l y...
None needed, only pure wings
Others a
D.E.A.D.W.E.I.G.H.T.
Grounded, 'til they find the light,
To guide their hearts up and away.
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