I dreamt I was an angel in an abandoned building alone....cold and damp....I ripped my wings out and rested them upon the broken tiled floor.....rust....I watched as they turned to bone....I crawled into the corner as the crimson river flowed from my wounds...I began to tear my face apart....I saw my Emily....her beautiful face was stained from
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