My love is an angel,
an angel of glass.
Crystal eyes,
and wings of snow.
But now I sit by the fire,
watching them shatter in my hands.
I don’t understand,
how we are so powerful,
yet so weak.
My angel’s blood,
stains my hands forever.
the sun sets taking my heart
leaving me in the dark
Oh love, how I miss
the touch of your skin
the love in your eyes
forgive me my angel
I shatter the mirrors
like I shattered my angel
So I don’t see the monster
that sits on my shoulder
telling me what a good job I’ve done
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