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....I never have been complete..

..always in parts..strewn together by something ....something unnatural..

but now..there's something familiar that's quite new to me..

something vicious in place of humanity..

something feral in place of compassion..

...something intolerant..or similar in fashion..

something dark that cries for vengeance..

a piercing scream in soulful melody..

I have wings spanning a sea of misery, cutting clean through sorrow choked air with the precision of heart breaking revelation..

I have wings only visible to impure eyes, for innocent hearts see through blackened skies...

Guided by things I can not see, but whose intentions are quite visible to me..

Voices that make no sound...

leaving footsteps that touch no ground...

lost on a one way road...invisible to a world with a million times a million eyes..

I implode and burst into quiet flame..

Never having loved, nor given my name.