Tiny Angel
That tiny angel on my shoulder, shall I get to hold her? And, will I set her free again? Or will I force her to defend; her tiny soul? It’s trapped between my pressing finger tips, a worn in cage that captures such a wisp of beauty and forces her to be contained in a prison that may be my own demise. - Howler
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It's a little bit sadistic, but when this kind of thing comes to your mind and flows like this one does, you shouldn't ignore it.