My Black Wings

This is what happens when you leave me in a room, when I'm depressed, with only a pen and piece of paper.

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1. My Black Wings

 

The black wings sprout from my shoulder blades

Taking my spirit away, into the night

Towards a world my mind especially made

Bringing me futher from the light.

 

The roses bleed sadness

The birds plunge to their death

The sun shines, rays of madness

A world where only the strong are left.

 

The wind whispers songs of the lonely

Freezing my heart to an icey cold

This world is in my head only

Occasionally seen in the tears my eyes cannot hold.

 

This world of twisted insanity

Steals me in my sleep

Yet when I return to reality

My black wings are hiding, hiding in the deep.

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