I am destruction
I am the angel of
Death.I collect tears in glass jars
And display them on my window sill.
Then, I pour your heart,
Your breath,
Your life into the ground.
The Cristal drops of emotion drown
and are washed away by the crying sky.I am destruction.
I am the angel
Death.
I weep as I watch you cry and
Die

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Poems
PoetryJust a few of my poems that I wrote out in french class or procrastinated revising for exams