Near familiar

The angels wings that envelop our demise are saintly sweet and tinged with sacred lies

a hollowed being born of sun

fire spirit burning bright

a chosen one

scorched

undone

left to face its plight

a deep descent into a hellish revelrie

the vast abyss swallows souls so endlessly

in the belly of this beast

a chasm of hope doth speak

opening its mouth to sound it home

the beings flustered feathers ruffled

retreats into its depths

soaring high above the rest

it quick absolves distress

and the smile spreads across the sky

a grin widening

its familiarity ever nigh

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