Unpaired Shoe

A bird with no wings.
What a dark grey cloud may bring?
A plant with no roots,
I will be killed by bullet of sooth.

Wreathe and candle will subjugate me,
Despair will eat me.
A cry with no tear,
I will be trapped in my nightmare.

A house on fire,
Hopeless desire.
Hell will kiss me,
Bees will go behind me.

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