It's a secret kept from the others, that your mighty wings are no more...
With each fall you lose a feather. I say the magic words and you shudder, Like one would if a corpse washed ashore...
Your moods constantly change like the weather.
Let's take a trip to the depths of your mind; A trip down "Memory Lane." Let's go back to your remarks so unkind, And to loving feelings you would easily feign.
The many words of present and past Cannot define what you like to create. The thousands of tears, from first to last, Cannot transcribe your feelings of hate. I remember hearing all the angels sing... Everyone thought I was daft.
I thought you were the One.
Then you pulled yourself apart, wing by wing... and arouse with a disturbing, hideous laugh. What on Earth have you become?
I looked into your soul the other day, And found It hidden there, to my surprise. You quickly tucked it away, And tried to hide the hell inside your eyes.
But I knew.
I Know you lied.
I want to desperately help you,
But touching you makes me die inside. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 58809 ( Click here )
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