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Dark Wings

A Poem

By V-Ink StoriesPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Unfortunately, born under my name, don't want the fortune and fame. Spoiled by the mothers or sisters of fate, born without the father as I drown in hate, the true father put me on this path. Learned to fight to induce the wrath. Wanting to stop, needing of death, so but was absorbed by his emotions of true wealth. His dark wings blacked with hate, as I await, for fate, but the father above looks on in sorrow for this one. Wanting him to hold on, the path still long, jagged and rough as he walks in with his dark wings, sings in the hopeful song.

sad poetry
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