I caught them
Eating her Wings
Trying to make her more "stable."
And taking away
What she has been graced with.
When all her feathers are gone,
I wonder if she will still reach for the sky
With that same look in her eyes.
That look that defines hope.
“Why can’t I taste the clouds anymore?”
She sings.
Now starting to realize her dilemma.
I fear she will bend her arms to look like wings,
And break them in her attempt.
Thus,
I will hold her up
So she never finds out what she has lost.
So she can still feel the breeze
Break against her body.
Because I can't picture the sky
With out the soft outline
Of her silhouette.
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