THE CREATURE

Closing my eyes,
I could feel your hot breath,
I could hear the muffled sound
Of your cries.
Closing my eyes,
I could see your wings flapping
Madly in the wind.
Closing my eyes,
I could not tell who you were.
Closing my eyes,
I could not tell why you were
Who you were.

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