Feathers
fall
Fall,
fall down
Bloodied
upon all
As
they make no sound
The
sun on her skin, she had felt
Wild
blooms scented her skin
But
in the end, her death was dealt
Her
lips sweet, free of taint and sin
A sad
song
A
broken heart
A
life done wrong
Pain
from the start
She
was broken
Wings
in pieces
Her
silver feathers, a token
But
in death, her pain ceases
Bloody
feather tips
One
last breath
As
Azrael kisses her cold lips
He
administers the kiss of Death
Feathers
fall
Fall,
fall down
Bloodied
upon all
As
they make no sound
