May 7, 2013
Separation, A dark spell of it's own,
As it's black treacherous wings lift off with flight,
you never notice until it's gone that it took something special with you,
As you look up into the sky home of a blazing star,
You can just barley make out the dark silhouette of the vinged beast leaving with your treasured

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