Last updated on August 21, 2020
Blood dripping down
my back,
Taking everything
I have,
When you ripped out
my soothing snows?
I cry out,
Hearing your evil laugh
Amusement behind those
dark spots,
When you torn my
feathers apart,
On floor
coated with blood
snowy white feathers,
Withering in dearth
mourning them,
Blood dripping down my
Bruised veins
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