.make myself a bed of angel's wings and crawl inside to warm my face and reptile skin.
Crippled and limping at the torture of a thousand blades.
My reign below the surface sheltered in the shade of all my sins.
I denied catharsia at every turn, and these hateful wounds just will not scab.
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