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.
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