The wings of our souls spared free and take flight through the blackened skies that we call our life. As our wings grow so do our souls, they take to the skies and as we change so do they. The lives we lead determine what fate will give us as life goes on we grow but so dose war. Death is what separates use from the ones we love the wings we have fallen in to darkness when we die . There are thoughs who have the wings of darkness who take hold of the ones we hold dear to use and then disappear with them leavening no trace. As well as our lives we live in is a strange and wonderful place but so can the darkness that lies within our hearts that manipulate are minds and take over our bodies. The wings we have will continue too fly as we move on forward no matter what will come in our way.
By: Lilly
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