Not exactly finished
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Legends taught us into mystical creatures but all we get a hold of is fear
The curiosity brings everyone filthy
Your differences are largely demolished within a swear
Human beings, devours of beauty

Poor little spirit, all by yourself
You’re starting to see your reflection fading away
Hands down but struggling your own way
You’re slowly turning into a story book on the shelf

Before everyone could hear your good laughter
Faster than light you became a drifter
Left of all recognition, out of place
The promised light led you to loneliness

Ages after, fatality falls onto your shoulders
We all searched your mysterious face
White feathers surround your trace
We’ll never know the reason of your presence upon this world of dreamers

All they’ll remember is the green light in your glare
The back of your thin silhouette between the light
When you were taking the tunnel under the starry night
Moralities awfully out run but head high without a scare