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My Savor the Death Angel
My broken heart weeps with the black tears of my soul.
My eyes see the unseen, but are blind to reality.
My throat clenches before I can sob or weep,
and my life is ruined in just a blink.
All this happens after I see that I really did not mean anything.
I was never in your heart or soul and I know all this when I see you in the hand of another.
It was as if time had stopped for that kiss seamed to last forever.
But then you moved back to get some air.
That’s when you saw me with silent tears.
Before you could utter a word, I dashed out the door away from my fears.
I was sad, ripped, and torn.
It was as if there in my heart lay a black thorn.
I ran and ran until I collapsed and then I just laid there pleading for death.
Then he came with black feathers and a broken heart like mine.
He knelt beside me and tried to help me even thought I said I was just fine.
He whispered dreams and lullabies
So I stopped trying to push him away
and in that instant I was glad that he stayed.
He is my death angel and my savor.
We are like a pair for he has half a heart and I have the other.
Together we restore each other and then after this I pray that maybe just maybe we will love forever.