INNOCENCE

I lost my wings, I cannot fly. You touched them with greed, I die.
Have I ever touched the ancient blue? Have I ever done any worng to you?
Why do you eneter my vein, why do you want to give me your pain.
Posion. Slowly I dream to sleep. You cut my wings, worthless to keep.
can you hear the bell, can you see the snow?
The silence breaks by a crow.
He flies. You blame me.
Farwell human, to sky I go, difrent way, let it be.



Poetry by Golem
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Written on 2007-02-19 at 20:00

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