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Angel’s Wings

You lift me up, on angel’s wings

You fly me higher than a feeling

You soar through the clouds and swing

Turning towards the cliffs and wheeling.

You dash me down upon the stones

Splitting my head and heart and soul

Then feasting upon me as I moan

To fill your void, your bottomless hole.

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