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Fallen Angel
written by Genocide Reaper
06:49 AM 2/17/05
Fell so fast you broke your wings, the ones that couldn't handle the pressure they were just to thin. On that dainty little finger, I'd love to place a ring made from sins. Can't help but ask the question, what are you going to do with that bent halo on your head? Might as well throw it away, because to the Angels in Heaven your dead. No place to go, nothing to lose, go ahead, run away with me, into temptation, we can be free. They can call us crazy. They can say our path is hazy. But they will always know, when it comes to showing wrath, we're not lazy. We don't need any money, all we need is insanity to feed our lust for things that are taboo, shocking, frightful and kinky. Bending your back until you break it, just for people that don't even give a shit. I don't see why you can't jump trains, its not to late, we can make your fate. Shape it into a nice well molded sturdy hate. Destroy the blockades in your way, I promise I'll do my best to see you make it through the day. Even if they call you satanic saint. I'll always pick up the brush and for you a perfect picture I will paint. No more needless waste, not another lie to taste. I'm just sharing with you my crown. To hold onto your hands when they try to drag you down. What do you plan to do with the white robe you wear? Its obvious, those critics in the church don't care, we can solve the burden on your back, we can spill blood on it, and place it in a sealed plaque. I'll bleed for you, and bleed for what you want and do. I'll never let go, and always be there to try and pull you through. To tantalize your curves and luscious skin, to trace over every part, even the wounded ones, Hell, I'll even attempt to mend them, leaving you memorible scars. If you hurt me, more power to the pain you inflict I'll just keep it in my heart, like the Great pyramid, we can build it brick by brick. No my fallen Angel, my words are no trick, not a trial, nor is it a lecture from a liar, just a few things I thought I'd say, before you turned in tears to walk away.


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» Comments / Feedback
by (guest) (2-17-2005 - 11:51 PM)
i really liked it!...your such a good writer, ive said it before and ill say it again..love your work(from cortney)

by dead_chick (2-22-2005 - 11:11 AM)
its so beautiful :,(

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