SkyeJordan666
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]An angel stood in the corner,
her wings heavy with ash,
her gaze a quiet sorrow.
I reached for her,
but she pulled back,
as if my touch could stain
the light she carried.
I hide beneath her shadow,
folding myself into the folds of her silence,
where the world cannot find me.
The bruises bloom unseen,
the pain hums soft beneath my skin,
a melody only I can hear.
“Why do you stay?” I whisper.
She does not answer,
only lifts her wings,
casting me deeper into her shade.
I wonder if angels feel,
if the weight of my mind
presses against hers.
But she doesn’t flinch,
and I hide,
because hiding feels safer
than facing the storm alone.
her wings heavy with ash,
her gaze a quiet sorrow.
I reached for her,
but she pulled back,
as if my touch could stain
the light she carried.
I hide beneath her shadow,
folding myself into the folds of her silence,
where the world cannot find me.
The bruises bloom unseen,
the pain hums soft beneath my skin,
a melody only I can hear.
“Why do you stay?” I whisper.
She does not answer,
only lifts her wings,
casting me deeper into her shade.
I wonder if angels feel,
if the weight of my mind
presses against hers.
But she doesn’t flinch,
and I hide,
because hiding feels safer
than facing the storm alone.
