Angelic Guide

September 6, 2011
By , Washington, DC
The crows have made their nesting where omens of death are screaming

Only whilst I slumber do my memories haunt me, psyche that is bleeding

But I can see past this because of her dream to see me through

Though this world is dark and cold her hands reach out with mine to hold

Weighing on my mind are the feelings that she disappeared to quickly

Here to disappear and reappear just in the nick of time

Quiet angel to guide me on my way, heart is pure so in my life today

She will know how much I love her, my evil heart needs peace somewhere down the line

The cracking in the heavens borderline paranoia, let's me believe in this world once more

Inside my being there is fundamental loathing and I feel rotten to the core

But this woman is the realest thing to me so willing to save someone not worth the pain

She makes me realize nothing lasts forever, even cold November Rain

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