Words words words ,
those winged dreamy cherubs…

who shot you down ,
high from your hearty flights…

you took me to those icy skies,
we flew like pranky-tailed freedom kites…

And it just took a single mighty word ,
to bleed us badly now in helpless grounds..

A blow for a bow, hate for love,
death for life…pained by tragic hunts..

And still happy for the hunter now…
For we both just lived for his love ..


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