touched by the wings
angel with a child’s
deep black eyes
too sweet smell
blowing winds
of death
whispering beneath
all the rest
belief dares one
to see
ocean of ice breaking
the long fall
just trying to
catch your breath
she danced the morning
teaching you
reaching where blood
dreams
dare to live
care to die
where
only sorrow carries
truth
yet it is blood
that perceives tomorrow
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