Paris love of Dark Angel dreams, running in the rain is me.
My thoughts are on the streets of Paris love,
watching lovers Laughing...
kissing and making dreams,
I sit and write whatever came to my mind, Up the stairs in
My Paris room Dark Angel is watching my every move and
Every thought making sure I stay true to only him
Writing out how I feel, and my needs to be free from the
The evil that is around me.
Tears stream down my face why Dark Angel has a smile on
His face, he like me to be this away.No one can see a dark,
Lonely angel like me happy and free I felt no murder in my
Mind I write out my words.
Dark Angel went up to the staircase to see all my paintings
My words I put in writings.....
No one can see the world as I do
My world of sorrow and pain that Dark Angel gave.
Blood is on the paper dark soul can be seen of lost dreams
Full of ashes nothing that can grow of love in the full moon.
Reflecting on my pale face Dark Angel cry's out, New Moon
Is what I gave...
New Moon Dark Angel cry's out in a scream of a deep shout
Why do you put your mind on worldly things, You have to
Chang without making any noise then deep rain came of my
Pains cry's of a lost cold life murder is what you did!
I didn't ask for this.
The hurt never ends and I want my life back the way it was.
Without feeling anything inside like this I cried.
Because my emotions are lost in the darkness of Paris.
-Judy Emery © 1982 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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DARK ANGEL AND MOONLIGHT
FantasiThis is a fiction poem book mixed with the old and the new,.
