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Broken Winged Angel
I am a sweet girl
addicted to my sweet things
then i am a dark girl
only comforted in the darkness of my nightmares
my memories
I will always be your girl
I'll follow you anywhere
even if it takes me Under
where death leaves an odor on your skin
and blood drips from your pores
I will walk the plains of the underworld with you
You are the one I follow into the dark
You may feel alone
but i follow close behind
My broken winged Angel
I wish to bring you back up
up to the colors
the lights
the sweet things
But you refuse to return
and I refuse to leave you
You are the reasoning in my head
the broken fragment in my heart
I follow you
Follow you
where ever you wish to go
My broken winged Angel
Even if it is to Under
where souls perish
and flesh rots
even if the darkness
and horror of it all
Turns my heart to ash and dust
and I am no longer able to return
to my world full of
sweet things
beautiful faces
Violet stained roses
and candy colored houses
I will follow you anyways
swim with you in the poisonous river
of blood and toxins
stand by you
as you watch retched Harpies
tare apart the damned limb by limb
wonder behind you
as you walk every
plain
level
circle
of the underworld
and Hold you as you cry from pain
because you will not repair your broken wings
let the broken
stay broken
no amount of love will ever fix the wounds slashed across your heart
If only you would let me nurse you to health
If only you didn't turn your head from the
sweet
colorful things
I have to offer
Is happiness that repulsive to you?
My world so disgusting?
Everyone says we could never work
we are two completely different creatures
each others exact opposite
I, a water nymph
You, a creature born from the underworld
but are we really so different?
Even so I do not care
I will still follow you
even if it kills me
my only wish is to save you from your own despair
save you from the peeling fleshed faces
with hollow eyes
and mouths filled with dust
Save you from the grabbing bony hands
with blood stained finger tips
connected to track mark arms
If only you would let me save you
I remember once when you surfaced to my world
Let me dance on your toes
and paint your eyes with shadow
Oh how you smiled
when i kissed your nose
and laid with you amongst the stars
your lips pressed against my forehead
when we rolled around your bed
melted into each other
drank each other up greedily
like red wine
But soon it became to much
and under you went
I wonder if you ever noticed that
I followed you
I am so sorry I broke your wings
I didn't mean it
I just was afraid you'd fly away
and leave me
disintegrated
just another ash-girl
Now i wish to follow you
repair what I have broken
If only you would let me
Even in the shadows of the dark and damned
I still find you
beautifully broken
even though
Your hair is to long
Your eyes are bruised
and skin broken out
from distress
Your beauty in my eyes is everlasting
If only you would allow yourself
to see you through my eyes
My broken winged Angel
Drowning in his own despair
You refuse to acknowledge my presence
silent
steady
by your side
Do you wish to live such a lonely existence?
Because I refuse to live in a world without you in it
no matter what
no matter what
For you are far more important
then
the sweetness
the pretty things
the circus's
the neon signed clubs
and the colors
If only you knew how much more important
you believe I will never change
that i will always prefer
my freedom
my world to you
but that is simply not true
which is why I must follow you
Under
Under
Under
My Broken Winged Angel.
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