HYLR

These days are saving her
Grabs the roots and say “hello”
Like a children’s choir
Locked up in a room

Her dead wings
Rot inside me
Disintegrated into flesh
Sleepwalking into
The time of my life

I ate her wings
Feathers got stuck in my teeth
Her spine and all her dreams
Like chewing cream…

Like chewing cream

I put her under the big stone
In the forest where I used to walk
Quietly she grew
Into forest floor

Buried, but not completely dead
No coffin, no inscription
And I was alone
Alone with him

I ate her wings
Feathers got stuck in my teeth
Her spine and all her dreams
Like chewing cream..

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Wings HYLR · Wings · Song · 2024