I once fantasised about a golden haired boy Another child another cherub With his rosy cheeks and friendly spirit I half imagined he had wings Until I found out he didn’t like girls
Another came along Dark haired, tall, shy and mysterious With larger wings than mine. He didn’t speak much But I felt that there was a depth of thought behind his eyes That in some ways mirrored mine He used to stare at me from across the classroom
I felt so small in his presence I wondered why he liked me Yet I could tell he really liked me I felt like an angel but one barely grown With small wings that flew at great speed And a sword by my side
He seemed to be the ocean and though he enticed me to swim I’m glad I only dipped my feet in For when I realised my sickness Looked in my mirror I lost my wings And grew horns instead
He did not see them for a while Only my cute smile My playful antics in the water All angels can swim He had said with a grin Trying to lure me further in I couldn’t even reply I did not want to die But he pushed me further And as I started to drown I saw he had horns too
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