Sprouting Wings
My back is bent backwards as something forces itself out my skin. I try to reach my back but I can't touch it.
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My back is bent backwards as something forces itself out my skin. I try to reach my back but I can't touch it.
One moment I'm a wolf, The next I am a man, Cracking bones and changing skin, As fast as I possibly can. One moment in the forest, Taking in the trees, The next I'm on the ground, Writhing on my...
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In the dark stretch of wood a stillness sounds. Leafless trees shake and tremble in the silence. Stagnant air does not draw breath and suffocates the land. Deprived of light the earth bleeds.
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Through the Looking Glass the world is clearer, Only through the Looking Glass I hold the world more dear.
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She twists and turns upon a stage, Her eyes don't see, she makes no sound. The wings of pure white sprout from her back, She never shows a sign of rage.
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I was having a very pleasant time,. When something strange came from the sky,. Which was ,in fact, a butterfly,. It came with the wind blowing left and right,. It really was quite a beautiful sight,.
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