Flatlined.
An electrocution running through my veins.
Gone haywire;
I would fall from the sky.
Revived back to life, I would awaken with fire coursing where my nerves once were;
and my wings....
They were gone.
What I was,
Taken by this life.
What I would become...
A mystery I might have done without to see.
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