Monday, February 7

Feathers

Fallen from your body, they were
Feathers from your throat.
I had never known the power
In these arms until I broke

Into the rage I shall not flee from
In a night that wouldn't end
For one of us at least was guilty
And would never speak again.

Something vigilant within me
Rose and fell into the dark
In the places you will never reach
Deep within a sunken heart.

You had never seen that side of me
Or ever seen my face
I am consumed by something black as pitch,
Tarnished by my fate.

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