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her wings blazed so bright
when she entered these lands
so seemingly pure
created by godly hands

her innocence of ignorance
her beauty and heavenly grace
so pure and perfect that no one noticed
the single tear upon her face

she mourned for her lost homeland
she wept for the loss of her friend
her kind had cast her out forever
and for her this seemed the end

but although she wished so much to die
her mind refused to obey
it gathered knowledge of this strange world
and kept her alive throughout the day

yet as she kept on learning
her feathers were changing hue
they darkened slowly, slowly
as she realised what she must do

thoughts of darkness and violence and pain
had now all but consumed her
she discovered her hidden power
that was part of her evil demeanor

she practised as her power grew
she mastered the dark arts
her compassion faded and vanished
and no love touched her heart

her wings were now full of darkness
with no clue that they once gleamed white
her innocence has been shattered
and her domain is the darkest night

she prepares to cast her magic
her wings spread as she soars up high
her magic sparkles around her
as onward and upward she flies

just seconds away from casting
she notices a figure below
something drawes her towards him
in the night he seems to glow

she gently lands before him
and he reaches out his hand
she starts and recoils from his touch
as if from a burning brand

but as he stands there quietly
she knows that he moves in love, not to harm
her wings turn a dark shining silver
she doesn't flinch when he extends his arm

so patiently he tries again
he gently strokes her silky wings
and finally she realises
the warmth anothers touch can bring

~mitsuko-kun~