Clouds break apart as down he falls
Rays of Neptune guide him down
Feather by feather they go
Stripped bare like hollow walls
Body warm and starved till bone
Heart frigid and carved from stone
Soul empty like deserted halls
A glimpse of her in a flowing gown
Her heart to take is what he must
His mind blocked brain turned to rust
His urge broken with feelings of lust
Wings made of glass and dust
Fists clench turn into balls
He screams loud as down he falls
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Roses and Cigarettes
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