Apr 01
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Bloody Feathers



Bloody feathers stick
To my feet.
I walk with iron
In my spine with blood
Crying from my ripped flesh.
Dripping from where
I cut the wings
Out of my soul.

They grew with each time
I loved.
Breaking the walls
When my heart stopped growing.
Hitting my ribs
When I sobbed for the
Love taken from me.

I walk with
Feathers and blood
On my feet
And
My wingless soul
Between my fingers.
Event Date: 
Sunday, March 31, 2019