The angel opens her eyes.....pale blue colored eyes....
I sit here awake. With a chance to breathe. A note of happiness surrounds me. Feeling all alone since I understand the disapproval all around me.. I have no way of knowing how much of me if left. How log I can take the pressure before I explode from utter insanity. Not insanity...explode from the inability to express after all this time. I can see all...not far now but so far from reach that it aches my everlasting heart. Given the chance to paint this scene I will do just that but don't expect anything other than a disturbance of power on a simple piece of wood. Crashing, floating, burning, creating all over the simplicity.
The animals they call for me...showing me simply where I have gone so wrong by being so utterly silent. They see, they know, they understand the effect that they have on this complex mind. Then silence...a bird stirs in it, creating a memory one that will remain forever. Like a bird going after prey.
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