>>196206
standing here on this rooftop made me see the world in a different light. life seemed so small from here, insignificant yet elegant as if everything always falls into place one way or another. dads beatings, mothers untimely death, my student dept it all seemed to matter not or lets just say less than it did before. My whole life it feels as if i am running past and from everything yet now i stop and take it all in. The white doves flying from the rooftop terrified of me, The city streets busy with people shouting. How long have i been here? Behind me i hear the cops kicking down the door to the roof. My gaze drifts to the flower growing on the tiles. One that is able to grow in the most unlikely of places. As i attempt take a step back from the teetering edge I feel my feet slip away....

Floating white feather
An Angel preens her wings
Forever and toghether.