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Come Fly with me
bodies pressed together and arms held aloft
we'll soar above all others
The others who mock and spit and scream
They hate us, we are the last of our kind
You fear them, You pity them
worthless emotions my love
we handed them our voices
they used them to scream
we handed them our kindness
they use it to destroy
we just wanted to be counted
they ripped our wings off
we are beautiful creatures,
of the same flesh
we are the last of our kind
the last two creatures huddled together
we stand in ruin and decay
we've been written off
Erased
it's too late to come fly with me
They've killed us,
we of the same sex
we are burning
from flesh to ash
But we are still intact as one
Bodies bound, pressed together
and arms, held aloft