An Angel's Feather
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The profusion of God's illusion escapes,
..Intense intrusion of my dillusion relates.
Discomfort strikes my cerebrum violently,
..While I grip my heart silently
The end?
..signals jolt to a dimuendo as I amend,
Impetuous assault of my heart in crescendo.
Ideas shake erratically trapped in limbo.
..My glazed eyes embrace the universe,
Words streak across my cheeks forming a verse.
A dove collects my message,
.. As I sink into undesirable knowledge.
Realisation lacks from the creation,
..Deviation from the information.
Meant to know?
..Postulating this hypothesis I grip my flow.
I do this so you can live to know...
Painting by colours the blood finds release,
..Pores implore my brain... Peace?
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At least before I'm deceased I can kill my lease,
Reporters flood the white fields..
Watching this "Miraculous event unfold"
.. My story remains dormant - Remains untold.
I hardly feel the cold..
My body at rest in its mould.
... My soul grips at the hole...
I'm a human crucifix with an addition,
..After extraordinary incision,
I discovered the division...
The euphemism I discovered amidst the destruction.
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My torso raises...
The crowds' eye phases...
Priests fall to their knees reciting praises.
I turn my shadowed body to them and walk,
My blood patterns I stalk...
Footsteps passing and imprinting in the chalk.
I flutter my wings and fly away,
Mind toying with the novelty as my body sways..
One last drop filters through the healing wound,
It descends slowly...
As I ascend quickly...
Signifying the worlds doom.
I fly obstructing the moon's looming gloom,
... Peering down I absorb the emotion,
As they struggle with what happened... The expulsion
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"This is BBC news reporting live... W-We've just bared witness to one of the most miraculous events, perhaps in the history of the world. As you can see on your television screens there is indeed burgundy writing etched into the snow near here. Th-This message left is but a simple word... "Goodbye." The origin of this...this... message came from a.. a... man... or? It's in-incomprehendable! A farmer saw a winged figure in the distance over his crops. Assuming, it was a bird eating his crops he shot it in the side with his rifle. This... "Bird" was, in fact, on one of his near by fields. From a closer inspection he found that this... "Bird" was actually a..a man... of some sort. The blood spilled from his wound slowly spelt the word "Goodbye". Thousands of people gathered without being informed of this event, but from some sort of spiritual feeling... These people observed this... this... winged,
man stand and fly into the sky... A-as he flew away a final droplet fell marking a period on the message that was left. W-we cannot explain what happened today... What the message means... What it's signi...."
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Power goes down across the world...
God's wrath unfurled...
As thousands of angels silently move,
Streaking across the Earth they do their work...
Catalysts to our existence,
In this instance... Accelerating our dismissal,
The remissful God frowns as the judicial...
They approach my soul's coffin,
...Questioning their power to stop him.
Eyes grip a delicate object amongst the snow,
An Angel's feather cries out alone...
We find neverending...
Peace?