Say Hello To The Angels For Me- Gamora and Quill

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A poem that might not make sense to most.
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Say hello to the angels for me, my love.
Because the sky is greying and I don't know how long we can keep holding on to the hope that it will ever blue again.

And tell them about us, my love.
Because they have surely never seen such an odd pair fit so well, the knives and heart and humour and dread painting the skies silver and warming our bodies like the dots of light that danced on your skin.

And make sure they know me, my love.
Because then when my return has come they will lead me to you and we will dance between the gates of heaven and Hell.

And look down for me my love.
Because while you dwell on the clouds I will try to search for you in the burning depts that will never hold you.

And try to forgive me, my love.
For heaven will never be my home and the devil will never hold your good heart in his hands.

So dance with me, my love.
On the edge of both worlds where we may see but never touch and may speak but never hear.

And sing with me, my love.
For the memories of your voice will be the only thing soothing me to sleep in the times I will spend in the prison he has created of the place he wished for me to call home.

And sing for me, my love.
Because that familiar tune I now know by heart is the only thing bringing me comfort these days.

And don't mourn over me, my love.
For I know you have tried and you have held your word, but he will not let us dance or sing in peace for he only sees his mission and will stop at nothing to complete it.

And don't cry for me, my love.
Because, though you look like an angel weeping, I would rather see you moving on while my heart aches than see you weeping over someone not worth your tears.

And love, we both know I'm not worth the pain you will put yourself through once he kills me.
We both know you will not defeat him, love, but you will try, which is all I can ask for.

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