What Man Hides In Scociety [their Reched Cause of Pain]
violenty broken wings bleeding restlessly upon the shattered ground
twisted sharply to protrude with hallow bone
white angel wings dripping blood
hand prints in the snow
where would an angel go
but the world must not know
hidden in disguise or death and lies
what would the world do if they knew
angels live among you
violently wings ripped apart
stopping angels shattered heart
to bleed with bone upon the ground
what now?
-the angels must bow
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