Tip of an Angel wing.

RSM0812

Like a Virgin,  lost with lonely eyes,

I seek revenge and time to fly,

But me on the alter empty,

with burning hearts that don't resent me.

Heaven bring the sky to fall,

Here comes an angels call,

her voice so sweet within my ear,

Her wings were tipped for me to peer,

And seek the winds of mortal time.

And dance so shallow in blood stained wine,

To sleep with peace eternal.

  • Author: RSM (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 22nd, 2024 04:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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