Updated: Jul 29, 2021
"They took her legs so she couldn't escape. So she grew wings. Except she didn't have her halo"...
Every night she collected them,
the little pieces which were torn down bit by bit,
the stars kept her company
and the darkness loomed,
but what could she do,
when even her shadow was not her own?;
she looked up to her lonely companions,
"one last time," she said to them,
the gems in her eyes trickled down.
'One Last Time',
Except her flowers had grown into thorns