Angel Pain
pain in the eyes of angels
crimson tears run down their arms
looking for a reason to live
to become someones reason to breath
marks of shame on their hearts
every scar is a work of art
high and low like a canion of sorrow
ladders climbing up every arm
a symbol of strength never seen
by an outer soul
tears of blood like a never ending rain
tears will forever be stained
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