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A Message From Hell

“You were born to be in Heaven.”
To my ear Mom whispers again.
While in my hand lies my broken feather
The last one I don’t remember.

An angelic smile a day
Keeps every footprint a lovely place
Till the winds sent my chariot
Never did I know I stood in your way

Let me fly if you hate the sky!
Ten thousand miles a day will I try.
While in my hand lies a message from hell
The last one I don’t remember.

“You were born to be in Heaven.”
To my ear you whisper again.