wings of fire

Hello, if you are reading this.
Remember.
Remember the bad things
They might make you cry
but also remember the good things.
That brightened your day.
Remember your family.
Remember to love them.
Remember you friends.

If you squint your eyes you see the brightness in the darkest room
If you listen closly you hear laughter in a crowd.
If you tast a lemon a you tast sweetness.
If hate someone you love them just a little bit

Always falling.
Losing control.
the screaming of the thunder.

The wild wind cries through the night.
As tears of rain fall from the sky.
Wild star eyes barely visible behind clouds of black hair.




 

I am the girl drawing
alone in the empty art room,
a paintbrush in hand.

I am the girl who doesn't bother looking in the mirror.
I don't care what I see.

I'm the individual,
the girl who walks on her own path,

two birds flying around each other.
In love.
One a bright red, the other a duller brown red.

There songs float through the air.
Sweet like honey, dripping along the wind.
Each note soft and beatiful.

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