A Repairing of Wings

By Kayli Harley, TIWP Student

Your wings 
were shattered 
when our paths crossed. 

You had lost all hope, 
but your soul was 
entrancing. 

You had life 
beneath your skin, 
there was light inside you. 

But, 
you were unable 
to see it. 

You set a date to die. 

You tried to rip
your wings 
off your body

and poison
the golden fire that surged
beneath the surface. 

All I could do 
was sit
with you, 

listen
to your voice as it
broke in a million different places,

and hope that one day 
you would see 
what I saw. 

And, you did. 

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