An Angel Named Evil

she showers you with love

while stabbing you in the back

smiles with her eyes while telling you sweet lies

dancing to the beat of death, graceful and uncaring

with pearls of ache and jewels of hate, so beautiful

her breathe is of an evil mist

yet so hard to resist

poised for flight, an attempt to reach the heavens

pelted down by the devils rain still hoping to regain

a fallen angel that will never know true love

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