At the Tip of a Hat

GuardianI can feel this hand It scrapes a finger against my wings It warrants peace and calm A love I can no longer expectGuardian
I feel these arms Wrapped tight about my chest Holding me in the bitter of this life Wiping away these unshed tears
I feel his breath Echoing such warmth on my skin Making me feel so free Giving me reason to rise
In the palm of my hand I hold his life and love I guard everything he is by a sword Putting my life to waste
The touch of his skin holds me The look in those eyes I shall never have A tw
Angels in Waiting
Lady Daekah
Devious Comments
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The true art is not in the finished product, but in the act of creation itself.
I'm okayish. I hope you feel better soon.
'M still sick in some way shape or form, but other than that not too bad. How're you doing?
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~HogWild & *Maximum-Ride-Fans
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"You can't MAKE a horse do something. They LET you." -Zanthiel
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~HogWild & *Maximum-Ride-Fans
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"You can't MAKE a horse do something. They LET you." -Zanthiel
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"You can't MAKE a horse do something. They LET you." -Zanthiel
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"You can't MAKE a horse do something. They LET you." -Zanthiel
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[...slightly bored and severely confused...]
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"You can't MAKE a horse do something. They LET you." -Zanthiel
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sincerely, kecharana-fire/ice spirit
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...the King has spoken...
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~HogWild & *Maximum-Ride-Fans
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