death flies on broken wings
past the moon where heaven sings
flittering in and out
snuffing life without a doubt
listen to the moon's beam
can it be what it may seem?
watch the broken wings flutter
"can she do this?" you mutter
To late did you get the meaning
now you think you are dreaming
she stretches out her withered hand
and then you vanish into sand
gone now forever more
and with you secret lore
never spoken or written down
lost forever in death's Feathery Down















Comments
The love the last line.
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I REJECT your reality. I will make my own.
may the goddess bless you
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