The Darkest of Angels

March 2, 2011
By , Albuquerque, NM
He held you in his arms
and whispered your name
he wiped away your tears
and kept you sane
but now hes distant
he's not the same
a curse the only reason
he utters your name
You bleed on the floor
he stands to watch
A better view of all the pain
He causes the tears
he lets them stain
but he strikes once more
to keep your cheeks wet

I'm sorry honey but he didn't change
Nothing is different he's still the same
the windows are open
the illusion is gone
you see his true colors
And see all his shame
Stop wiping your eyes
Just look straight ahead
With your eyes finally open
You can now walk away

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