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Banishment's Cost

I’ve fallen
My wings are broken
Their feather’s are black now
I can no longer fly
This place is such torture
It’s a lot like a hell
And now that there’s no one
I’m ready to die
Between life and death
I’m failing to breathe
I feel like I’m bleeding
Refusing to cry
And now that I’ve crashed
The thorns cut my skin
The blood flows quite freely
Life passes by
Flailing through darkness
I can’t see at all
The cost of my banishment
Not worth the lies
Now that I’ve fallen
This place is such torture
Between life and death
My life passes by





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