To touch the sky again
By: Kyra the little flame
AKA Coy
The wings had hinged his rose cloved lips
And she took the spirit sky
He never clearly saw her face
But he knew someone near by...
Was drowning in a wishing well of tears and a sorrowful mind
Though, He did not see her soft, warm face in the morning sky
Yet through and through she watched him search for his maiden in a tree
Recalling all those faded memories of thier not-long-enough romance
Til' one day he took his life and riped his heart in his hands
That is when he recived his wings and touched the sky again
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