Fear them

Hate them


The Bloody Angels
The Angels of Death


Sorrow


Cuts


Bruises



WAlk among us
The Bloody Angels are



Mocked



Feared




And hated
For being them
They live in darkness
They hate the light
They hate everyone who hates them
Fear them

Hate them


Despise them



The Bloody Angels
But not me
I am proud to be among them
Scars

Litter my arms
Bruises

Cover my form
Sorrow

Fills my eyes
"Go away freak!"
"No one likes you!"

That my be true....





But
I am proud to be



A



Bloody Angel
I am proud to walk among them



The Bloody Angels

Because the



Bloody Angels



Will




Love




Me




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