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She gallops and leaps,
Her hair is blasted away,
She can almost fly.
Her hair is blasted away,
She can almost fly.
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I'm Falling..
I'm Falling
Down and Down,
Into the uninvited.
My wings torn from my skin,
My feathers caught alight as they fell to the ground.
Down and Down.
I fall down.
In deep despair,
The taste of death poisoning the air.
Burning, decaying,
The harsh stench branding my senses.
I'm blind.
Unaware of time,
Oblivious to my surroundings.
Down and Down.
I feel pain and suffering,
A constant reminder that I'm still alive.
Down and Down.
But as I fall,
I think of you..
I'v Landed.
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The Waves of Uncertainty
There is truth in my waves of uncertainty,
their message hidden in the foam of my eyes.
Don't look
to the glass
within my heart,
it shatters
much too easily
from words of the wise.
Today is a lovely day, for a swim in the oil.
The clouds roll on in, and the rising of the sand.
Black scales le
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Lointain
Listen carefully, for I am plucking spider-web harp strings in the light of your glistening, rain-sodden breath. There is such beauty in this city, and in symphony, you see—so keep rhythm with these skeleton trees dancing on street sides, winter branches quivering. Can you hear the beat of your heart? Its cadence is being matched by that of the shadows, ephemeral figures waltzing hand-in-hand across cobblestones and twirling at the very cusp of the lamp posts' soft glow...
Sway now, my dearest, to the allure of this chorus in the night; to the echoing sound of this moonlit sonata.
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8. Kinda reminds me of a horse being described here 