She


She clipped off my wings and kicked me off the cloud I'd always called home,
and banished me from my heaven into the pits of the hell i so despised.
She did look into my eyes as she forever extinguished my fiery soul,
and took away my invincibility and my power.
Now am stuck in this mundane skin ,
this basic self that reeks of normality.
She crushed me into dust and molded me back in a form that makes me sick.
Now i cry, moan, mop in despair for who i was,
For the past i so crave
And the me i loved most.

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