Glass Wings
Gliding through dark skies
Looking for a bit of light
Amethyst heart full of dreams
Slowest of starts still rising
Sleepy clouds cuddling crow
With wings of black similar soul
Intoxicating smell of fresh kill
Needing a meal feeding a thrill
Grassy place provides a space
Sharp beak eats bloody face
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