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Broken Angel
I'll walk through these burning fields.
The broken angel that no longer flies.
Upon the broken black and white wings made of tears and blood.
If you'll forever be my sweet 666,
I'll be your broken angel,
Always falling into your arms to get away from this Hell.
The broken angel that no longer flies.
Upon the broken black and white wings made of tears and blood.
If you'll forever be my sweet 666,
I'll be your broken angel,
Always falling into your arms to get away from this Hell.
Published 26th Jul 2014
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Anonymous
19th May 2015 2:31am
Hi gotischer.....what a unique write......great visual of how luv can heal......enjoyed xo :)
19th May 2015 7:53am
