Blood soaked shirt
Remnants of the past tense
Perhaps in time it will be denoted as fine art
So tell me, am I better in the present?
Turn your world around
With you by my side
I apologize that I left you down to drown
So let us become allied
Feathers grow upon us
So we may take flight
And although I am a mess, please just say yes
Thus, my mantra to you is...Don't loose sight; just hang on tight
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