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Black Feathers
It gently rains
As I sit
On the cold ground
Rain
Falling slowly down my face
It trickles to the ground
I feel the cold
I won’t sleep
The moon makes me restless
It will stare down
The horror of our sins
Of our misdeeds
That stain the heart
As I stare out into space
Will I find my place?
This is where I am now
No one else is here
The clock tells midnight
It’s a hollow
Fearful sound
Like the one
That stripped the maiden
From her rightful prince
The wind whispers
Through the corridors
Of the streets
I sit and listen
To their wordless stories
Black feathers drift down
And they smell of magic…
They will set me free
The thousand sands of time runs out
As I’m descending into something more
The black feathers bring me comfort
A solace
Of one’s love long forgotten
……
As I slowly wake in the streets
Surrounded by black feathers
Know you can not wake in death