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Published: Jan 28, 2011

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A flutter, a flit of silken wings
To taunt and grace the open skies

Never knowing what sorrow means
While lofting high in deep'ning sighs

A flash of black, a flush of blue
Woven and etched in grace and skill

A rising affection I never knew
As you on my palm rest ever still

A breath of fear, a sigh of wonder
As innocence lies in my hand

So carefully saved, yet easy to plunder
Be careful of where you may land

Trace out the lines that make your small figure
Temptation leads me to touch your wings

Obsession leads me to disfigure
And teach you what suffering means

I fell for your spell when I saw you
When touching you i fell possessed

And i did not want to break you
But it happened none the less

Your wings are no longer so lovely
It's shame that now plays in your eyes

And you lost your heart so sudd'nly
To the one who plucked you from the skies.

~Hitomi

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Written for someone in my past............Sumimasen, Watashi no chisana-chi...... Watashi wa mada anata ga inakute sabishii.............

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~Hitomi

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twinkleprincess3108

Feb 1, 2011

This is wonderful! I love your writing style very much (:

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