so uhhh, here's something i wrote, i dont know why but late nites always give me the inspirations to write these corny stuffs...do comment
how graceful it can fly
tried to reach it twas too high
made a pact a trade forsaken
for my soul asked the demon
i flew away like a raven
twas near but couldnt grasp her
so pretty smells like flower
she kept flying further and further
a hint a glimpse a pinch of hope
let me cast this tangled rope
let me catch you my kindled trope
i'm a sinking stone the water's ice cold
struck bottom i'm getting old
this clay you can no longer mold
my angel you watched me die
now watch me blind your eyes
now cry,cry! so i can smile
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