The corrupted only want to draw people in, and make them join in their own poor decisions. They live in the group of the wingless, free of burden and self-consciousness, with no self-esteem or self-control to keep them from labeling themselves as corrupt and lost. They embrace the nasty and the hideous, and only desire to explore their own limits with bare shoulders. These people pry at the solid feathers of foundation that the innocent wear, knowing that it’s wrong, tainting themselves further. They know that their own wings are gone, from either being stolen or from giving them away themselves. The strong bones of structure that the pure children have, slowly get torn away by the corrupted, until the feathers of their purity start to come off. They strip away the feathers of the innocent, until their once protective wings are nothing but pathetic nubs of what was once their own
The corrupted only want to draw people in, and make them join in their own poor decisions. They live in the group of the wingless, free of burden and self-consciousness, with no self-esteem or self-control to keep them from labeling themselves as corrupt and lost. They embrace the nasty and the hideous, and only desire to explore their own limits with bare shoulders. These people pry at the solid feathers of foundation that the innocent wear, knowing that it’s wrong, tainting themselves further. They know that their own wings are gone, from either being stolen or from giving them away themselves. The strong bones of structure that the pure children have, slowly get torn away by the corrupted, until the feathers of their purity start to come off. They strip away the feathers of the innocent, until their once protective wings are nothing but pathetic nubs of what was once their own