Dewdrops captured in eyes of coal
The gaze of the fallen soul
Eternally mournful of mistake
They sigh upwards in waxing want
Brittle luster of flexing wings
Feathers of the damned shuffle
Flightless birds walk the land
Unable to reach desired height
Birds of prey, earthbound
In a cage of atmosphere
They scavenge for salvation
Scrapping for a hope
The search of redemption
Turning only empty husks
A shell of what used to be
Empty of sustenance, void
Labor bearing fruitless return
Only earning another thorn
Pinching their sides
And piercing what’s left
Of their hearts
The gaze of the fallen soul
Eternally mournful of mistake
They sigh upwards in waxing want
Brittle luster of flexing wings
Feathers of the damned shuffle
Flightless birds walk the land
Unable to reach desired height
Birds of prey, earthbound
In a cage of atmosphere
They scavenge for salvation
Scrapping for a hope
The search of redemption
Turning only empty husks
A shell of what used to be
Empty of sustenance, void
Labor bearing fruitless return
Only earning another thorn
Pinching their sides
And piercing what’s left
Of their hearts
– Awkward Babble 2011
Beautiful!
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Thank you so much ❤ !
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