Wings of blood and bone,
holding in the storms rage.
A different soul walks ahead,
blocking out the rays.
You stood in front of me,
and watched as I succumbed to pain.
No sign of mercy crossed your face,
as I let you win again.
Winds rip my heart to pieces,
and lightning strikes my ground.
Broken and defeated I fall,
yet your face is etched into a scowl.
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