"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night" - Edgar Allan Poe.
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✧* An angel.
Its halo fading away. The light slowly burns out.
✧* An angel.
Its wings decaying till there is nothing left to see of them.
✧* An angel.
Its feathers falling out, as it lays there on the grass.
✧* A corpse.
Rotting away, yet so divine.
And soon, from its rotten body, flowers shall grow.
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✧* Something wicked this way comes...
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✧* Something wicked this way comes, that will blur the thin line between occult and ethereal.
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