An Angel’s Asphyxiation To Love

His eyes were so sad to see

unmended wings untried.

The last of his life is gone.

Broken, untrue, and lost.

Will she renew her lies?

Lay them out to rest?

But it’s to late for her to change.

Too late for her to mend that way.

A demon’s soul has been revived,

unlikely to testify.

So knot up the dying noose.

Feel the pain course through the veins.

Live your last time in isolation.

Then begin the walk.

So don’t be late.

Don’t feel special.

Don’t remorse.

The two pieces of your heart are there.

Just leave them there as a memoir.

She will fall to masquerade them.

Then breath in the ashes.

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