The Empty Angel
There is something about him,
Others cannot see,
They see his dazzling looks and shinning personality,
But they don't see the wings on his back, or the halo he hides with a hat.
He was a gift from god,
But when he landed on earth the devil stole his soul,
And confused his sense of morals
Now he is empty of love.
He is the empty angel,
The angel who was made for love,
But now unknowingly breaks hearts and people.
Copyright © Hazel Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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