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Angels and Demons

February 14, 2013
By Anonymous

By an Angels I nearly die.
By a Demons hands I survived.
Seeing their glory i bend a knee in shame.
Seeing their horror I stood with pride.

They never see what I could be,
They only see what I cant be.
They loved me for who I can be,
They say I'm envied.

I hate the winged beast.
I love their red release.
I am never happy in their glow.
I revel in their cold

I hate these Angels so,
Oh, but I love these Demons of old.


The author's comments:
I always feel like the people who are supposed to be there for YOU act like your a nuisance. And as I look around the ones they Say that are evil or bad are the ones that good to you.

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Marry Anne said...
on Mar. 1 2013 at 12:27 pm
i absolutely love this poem. It has made me so happy just reading it.