Feathers Over Bricks
She loved
With more passion
Than she could ever
Hate.
Because,
After a while,
The sun reaches
Even the most secluded corner.
She couldn't help
But leave behind
That darkness.
Those with wings
Need to fly.
Feathers Over Bricks
She loved
With more passion
Than she could ever
Hate.
Because,
After a while,
The sun reaches
Even the most secluded corner.
She couldn't help
But leave behind
That darkness.
Those with wings
Need to fly.
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