Feathers drift to the ground like snow,
Silent whispers in shadows low.
The fall of an angel, cold and bare,
The death of a friend I couldn't spare.
You wanted her dead, didn't you?
I did
I did
yet somehow, too,
I didn't know how deep it'd go
How heavy feathers fall like snow.
(basically just a poem version of the first story hihi
wanted to make it longer but my rhymes in english are torture i give up)
