[HIMA]

She was told a story Wednesday last
Of fire and heroes and pretty princesses
She was listening to a prayer Wednesday last
Of lost dreams, hopes and clipped fairy wings

She asked a question Wednesday last
Questioning the princess' sorry, sorry fate
And she was answered immediately Wednesday last
With nothing but a sad smile and a cruel wave

She waited for him Wednesday last
As the air grew heavy and the sky grew dark
She then collapsed again Wednesday last
Plagued by despair and weighted by sadness

"Did you know did you know she left Wednesday last?"
Took off in her sleep they said, what a shame, a shame
She almost fell off her bed Wednesday last
Apparently that dream was too much, too vivid

"She's got wings," she said, "I swear, I swear!"
Made of new glass, old bones and dark blood
"What happened to her?" You'd ask, curious
And the boy would smile sadly as if it's a curse

That story was too real, that's all it was
What a sad ending to a tale so sweet
Her heart was his, but he insisted
That he received nothing but thin air and paper

This is the end and maybe the start
As the boy wove more tales of late
You'd ask if he's sorry, haha, as if!
Busy weaving the web and the ink

He'd think back to the times he ripped
Page after page of monotonous writing
He wanted to fly, but boys can't fly
So he'd let balloons ago instead

He was being nice, not cruel
He was watching the birds fly by
He was being nice, not cruel
He shot a bird right out of the sky

"If I can't fly, then"
"So can't you."



idk what to label this
this is not poetry this is gibberish
k, good, k

[THE TRUE JIN]

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Loss of innocence is always a good thing to write about imo.