The golden spirit of a lost soul
Scared that your wings will no longer carry you on
Fate was set early
Fate said that you would loose your wings
Fighting the last battle for your wings
Running in a dream of Happily Ever After
Deep breaths for a lasting moment
And saw yourself
The mirror of your life
Little and left
Saved and fed
Then finally
You lost the wings of your golden spirit
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Author's Note:
Promise this is the last bad one for awhile! What's your favorite line?
Question: Do you love the color gold? I do.
Fun Fact: I wrote this after the bunny that I picked up died. He lasted a day and we still don't know what exactly made him die.
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Till next time,
Serenity
