Where Angels Are Found Ii

Open minded, I am. Not to your suggestions. So why do I. Fake in whatever I believe. I was born and bitten. Your words are transparent. Although I am stoned. Sometimes, well written. I came fitted with a knife to my back. In the shade where I age. I am married to Suede. My mind has been caged. I am trapped with her. We share the same rage. Blood on the floor. Red painted door. Before one movement by a sound. This place, I am at. Forgiveness refuse a pardon to forget. This place is my hate. If you open your eyes. See before I die. This is again, not the place. Where Angels are found.