Angel of Death (editing)

Mr Death

I was always different.

Maybe it's guilt.

But I was different from the other.

I hates human with all my hearth, but sometime I wish I had just stayed in heaven along with the other Angels.

I remeber everything that is good. But I am bad.

I know what's bad and I hate it.

But I am bad itself .

How are come one escape from itself.

I'm like black and white. I can't be mix.

I'm not fitting in anywhere .

Just from myself.

The angel of death can not fall in love.

But I fell in love.

But we can't feel love.

She is one if a kind.

Maybe a Angel.

Perhaps my soulmate in another world.

But she can't be my other half cause she's so perfect , and I'm imperfections itself.

But a Demon can't feel love.

And I saw love .

And I love it .

I love her.

Now I mess up.