Dear _____, Your satin wings are _______ and ________, but you made me believe that you were heaven sent. Your satin wings aren't real at all, but you made me fly high enough to fall. The beauty of your ______ soon faded too, just like a rose beneath the scalding ______. The satiny petals soon _______ and _______, no longer ________, no longer _________. My heart was singing, but you didn't hear; if only I'd listened when the truth whispered in my deaf ears. Love, ________