Saturday 18 September 2010
my angel
my angeldarkness follows the angelmy angel who wears blackperhaps a fallen angelsunlight resting on her backmy angel always walks alonefrom her you never hear a moanmy angel is so contentnever showing any resentshe chose this lifeaway from the knifeshe and the devil were once togetheryet now she's an angel light as a featherwhy she came hereleaving with no tearfalling from hellher story's we
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