The Angel of a Demon
The Angel is in a cage of solitude
Never getting sun light and wilting into an abyss of darkness
The Blood sucking Demon takes her soul and gives her a dead corps
The Angel cries tears of sorrow, pain, and anger
She waits to be free and will wait to be saved by her savior that will come for her
She waits and waits for him to come for her
She waits and wants the freedom and life that belongs to her and no one else
She dies with hands of blood red and feet that color of death earth
Her savior never came for her and yet he did
Her death was her savior all along without her knowing it
Her savior "death" and her lover came for her as she "slept"
For the rest of her life in the cage where she lied for years
The cage that took her from the world she once loved and now hates
For she knows that there are cages everywhere she goes
Inside the mind or a cage you can touch
Demons they all have many cages for many reasons
Yet this Demon over powered teh will of the Angel
With that the Demon did not get what he wanted hte most
He just wanted the Angels love and care
For the Demon abused the Angel not knowing how to ask her
He did npot get her love for he did not deserve it nor did her earn it
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Life is so fragel and yet it gose by so fast. Yet why are we all so afraid of death? I have no clue but with this. I feel like I have limits to live. With being a teen well we have it rough. (I think that anyways)
With the pressures of our peers, family, friends, and our education. We have alot of things that keep building up, up, and up. We get strested out and sometimes we vent. The way to vent should not hurt you or the ones that care about you can and will get worried about you.
With the pressures of our peers, family, friends, and our education. We have alot of things that keep building up, up, and up. We get strested out and sometimes we vent. The way to vent should not hurt you or the ones that care about you can and will get worried about you.
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