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my wings are black as the sky . they cover me as i sit here and weep...your wings..so small to fit your petite frame...are pure white like an image of snow. i cried for those 3 long months....trying to figure out what the hell has happend.....but you were always there trying to pop my bubble just to make me smile..i pushed you away...you gave me a sad look...now its stuck in my memory...now months later i finally realized that you were just as confused and afraid as i was...little angel your such a sweety...just give me one more day and i promise ill change for you...so that sweet little smile comes back to your sad little face