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14 January 2015 @ 01:44 am
remember not our faulty pieces  

bellamy blake

remember not our rusted parts / it's not the petty imperfections that define us but / the way we hold our hearts / and the way we hold our heads / i hope they write your names beside mine / on my gravestone when i'm dead / and when we're dead let our voices carry on / to find a better song / to find a better song and sing along

( wings: one white wing, one black wing. patchy looking and knotted, tear marks where they meet his back, as if he tried ripping them off. he doesn't like to talk about it. )

 
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