there once was a boy
with dark, black eyes
and such beautiful lies.
and i was a girl,
with a glass heart
and a fragile mind
the boys eyes heated
every cold facet in my heart.
and his lies?
his lies tethered,
constricted and destroyed
my troubled mind.
an angel and a devil met
somewhere close to heaven
and somewhere next to hell.
and when their skin touched,
the angel fell,
and the devil just smiled.
fallen angels need purpose
and he gave me just that
but he stole my grace,
and he never gave it back.
what a twisted game we played,
i'll be the first to admit that.
there now stands an angel
tattered and torn,
a not-so-bright halo,
and blood red horns.
the angel, she fights back
and she fought back hard.
there now stands an angel
brave and tall
who didn't look back
as she kissed her demon
goodbye.
-DJ
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Darkness's Descending
PoetryI wrote some poems and I'll try to publish at least once a week :) Don't take them please, I will find you and take credit. Should I attempt to publish this as a whole book when there's like 80 poems in it?
