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trois

blue lips
red nose
pink cheeks
pale skin
shaky hands
and wobbly knees
blue veins
red blood
scarred skin
dried tears
takes a step
and another
tries to fly
and starts to flutter
take a dive
and skim the water
but then my wings fall away
and i start to lose my feathers
i spiral down to the rocks
the world around me crumbles
it all turns dark
i say to myself
it's a dream
it's a dream
it's a dream