Passed between a childhood memory
breaking glass
something can't be resisted.
Break the clay
steel emerge
black wings
heavy with time.
After i took your soul
I entered your dream
before you stood in real form
felt your body convulse
believe.
For a moment I blessed you
you resisted
no angel existed.
The street took it all away,
you refuse to believe
in celestial beings among us
walking breathing dying.
I believe a change is coming...
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