20 March 2014

Fallen Angel

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Bring me my broken halo

To adorn my fevered brow

And pour me another shot

To set my tongue on fire

Dust me with the incredible

Soul enhancing medicament

The kind they only procure

For innocents and children

I was once the chosen one

Now I’m the master of disaster

There’s no room left in heaven

For hapless lonely sinners

We fallen angels sing

From torn and tattered hymnals

That we only receive the love

We think we’re worthy of

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4 comments:

  1. Peaceful Flower20 March 2014 at 20:54

    wow,
    To set my tongue on fire
    Dust me with the incredible
    Soul enhancing medicament
    ... amazing writing, powerful!!! I love it. Peace

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    1. Thank you Debra for your kind comment

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