Quill Pen Feather - Elephant Revival

You were shooting arrows

Into the sky

Hitting marks not seen by

Naked eyes

You dropped one from the quiver

I handed it back, now I’m bleeding

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I’m bleeding

I’m breathing

I’m bleeding

I’m breathing

You were throwing colors

Upon canvas walls

With your brush strokes chaos

In between the lines

You splashed upon the ceiling

It dripped on my skin, now I’m bleeding

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You were writing letters

To the puppeteer

With your quill pen feather

Weaving in the wind

Your words cut through the human

Mending wounds but still bleeding

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