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In the midst of battle,
I stand with both hands open
In my right hand is a pure white feather,
In my left, a pure black feather
The wind picks up,
blowing only one feather away
The black feather has diappeared
I hold the white feather to my chest,
I now know who will not leave me
I feel a blade pressed against my back,
I know who it is
This person whispers one final thing,
before shoving the sword through my heart
As I fall, I hold the feather close
A warm light envelopes me
I can feel another person holding me close,
whispering wonderful things
One white feather
One black feather
Only one path is right for me
- by within love |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/26/2009 |
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- Title: White Feather, Black Feather
- Artist: within love
- Description: Something I've felt like writing for a while. Both feathers in the poem represent two people I know.
- Date: 09/26/2009
- Tags: white feather black feather
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