Angel – 03.08.2022

My back hurts.

I sprouted wings that said, FUCK YOU!

I plucked a feather, and it screamed in my face.

I wanted us to be two.

However, your intentions served only you.

I burned the feather, and it darkened but continued to scream.

FUCK YOU, honestly, if you know what I mean.

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