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Dark Angel

I opened my eyes to the most beautiful man standing at my window.
He spread his jet black wings and dripped blood,
He touched me and his touch reeked of death.
“Who are you?” I demanded in a whisper.
I am the dark angel, I have been sent to punish you.
He touched his forehead to mine.
I am the dark angel” He whispered again.




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Strawberrysunshine22 said...
May 5, 2011 at 8:38 am:

I really like the imagery you use in this i could really picture it :) good job

 

 
DownNDirtyCountryGirl replied...
May 5, 2011 at 8:47 am :
Thanks a lot
 
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