Fewer Words Say More- A Collection of Poems

Angel

Though you see an angel
I am but a human with delusions
you will never be forsaken
as long as my eyes remain unopened

so get the glue,
my love.

does this hurt you?

nothing does if I'm from above.

I need only hear your voice;
so that I may walk straight
but my lead comes loose,
can you see the horror on my face?

little rivers undo the bond
human fingers thrashing so hard
inhuman screams escaping my lips
even a demon wouldn't have done this.

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