Death Took the Angel
Your pale face watching me,
Dead eyes, what they see,
Try to believe it's all a dream.
Hiding shame and living a lie,
Teardrops you fail to cry,
Each day passes it's all the same.
You're not living but gliding through,
Feathered wings grown onto you,
Like pain tatooed under your skin.
Water runs but won't wash away,
Tears are stained an ugly grey,
You won't live another day.
- Tobias Hankle
