Heavenly Creatures
devoured by malice and created by death,
she crumbles in black for the stars.
Her silence now screams ten thousand words,
a black mist steals the last breath from her heart.
then sparkling streams streak porcelain cheeks
under moonlit chandalier skys.
surrounded by nights secret beauty,
the last part of her hope slowly dies.
With her angel face, emotions replaced by extreme outrage and hate.
Emotions shes glad that she found.
For everyone knows all heavenly creatures
eventually spill blood to the ground.
Copyright © Kimberly Frew | Year Posted 2009
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