unnatural histories (one)

i am the angel of despair/with my hands i hand out ecstasy,numbness,forgetfulness, the pleasure and pain of bodies/my language is silence, my song the cry/in the shadow of my wings dwells terror/my hope is the last gasp/my hope is the first battle/i am the knife with which the dead pry open their coffin/i am who will be/my flight is the insurrection, my heaven the abyss of tomorrow/
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