Was I a demon back then ?
I don't remember.
Did they called me an angel then ?
I'm sure not.
If I were one,
I'm a fallen one.
Demon or Angel,
It doesn't matter anymore.
Because now,
I am what I truly want to be.
And now,
I saw my Angel by my side,
And I truly smile.
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Poems
Poetrysince i've wrote a couple of poems, i thought i could post it here, so you can read them and yes, they are in english -with some mistakes- and no, i won't translate them, i'm sorry ... alright, maybe i will if people like them and ask for a french v...
