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For The Damned

He feels every cut she slices,
And every sizziling burn.
He longs to catch her falling tears,
And make her mind turn.
 
He wishes to be her golden angel,
Though his wings have been ripped from his back.
He knows he should not want her,
For he is now a legion of the black.
 
She can't understand what he see's in her,
Or why he wants her to live.
He know she hates every part of herself,
But he know she has so much to give.
 
If he could he'd kiss away her scars,
And tell her she must solider on.
The demon in his heart,  
Loves the monster in her soul.
Written by BrokynSyn
Published | Edited 7th Jun 2016
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