With Love (A Letter from) The Devils Advocate

3-10-03





I'm a fallen angel



Can't you see?



I'm a fallen angel



Look at me!



Black torn wings



Snipped heaven's



Strings



A porcelain face



To God's disgrace



I make the



Rules



I break the



Rules



And no one



Can keep me



Contained



No locks



Nor box



Can hold me



For I am the



Fallen Angel



And my lover is



A slayer, you will find



The two of us to be



A touch unkind



For neither is refined



And manners aren't



In style



Unlikely that



I smile



And I haven't



In a while



Try to stay away



I will devour you



If you stray



From what



The Christ Child



Shall dictate



Of you

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Maryssa Bischof's picture

awesome, awesome, awesome. good rhyming and rythm, but more so it just speaks to me. i love it