The Fallen and Grace

When his great white wing fell
so did his pride descend into ashes

poem by Aiden Murdock
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A Flock

steal their idea, but create your lyric

A philphosphy overdone
A hope forgotten
A touch just another
painful reminisce

poem by Aiden Murdock
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Minding

If let them
create me, they'll
deterime my tongue
If i let them touch me
they'll rape me
If I let them resemble
me
they'll resemble a fall

poem by Aiden Murdock
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