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Bruised angel wings
"bruised" she says as she closes her eyes
black capped wildebeasts stampeed though her mind.
Up and over blue mountian tops
they gallop forcefully
appearing over sundipped landscapes
how did they come to be?
he got so carried away that night
with poison in his veins
if only we were horsebackriding i could have taken the reins
but steering wheels and pony heels are a million different things
if only he were one of them instead of angel wings.
