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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Monico

Deceit

Oh Fallen Angel, come to me,

and fly me to my path.

One-winged Angel, fluttering

the one wing you have left.

 

I need your help now, desperately,

though you’re not at your best;

I know that you can help me

with the one wing you have left.

 

I’m helpless, here alone;

I only ask your healing kiss.

You’ve helped me once before,

and that was no more wrong than this.

 

So come to me, I’m innocent,

despite the wing you lack.

You’ll never see the wing of yours

I hold behind my back.

 

A memory, from your last plight—

your last, selfless act of good.

I know I should be thankful,

but I know you know I should.

2 comments:

Sofie =] said...

so r u like a poet? (sorry im really very curious)lol i ask too many things somethimes

Shadow said...

haha yeah i'm a poet xD