This Is How An Angel Dies

When no one is listening,

When the the eyes believe a lie,

This is how an angel dies.

When the heart slows its beating,

The arms weaken from swimming,

And your mind keeps repeating,

This is how an angel dies.

When faith fails to bring healing,

Love turns to hate and

Pain keeps on fleeting,

This is how an angel dies.

When the world keeps you doubting,

And your soul keeps rerouting,

You’re bruised, broken and hurting,

This is how an angel dies.

When your legs ache from running,

The miles are endless and the road winding,

When you walk weary and crying,

This how an angel dies.

When the moon keeps on rising,

The sun keeps on setting and

You grow tired of regretting,

Instead of forgetting,

This is how an angel dies.

This is how angel dies,

                      She never flies.


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I Have Been Loved Before

I have been loved before.
Savored the taste
Like fine wine
On a summer night,
The ocean waves
Brushing over
My feet.
I have been loved before.
Driven by lust,
Lured by passion
Until the dawn’s light,
Then again
At dusk.
I have been loved before.
Like a forbidden fruit
Perfectly polished,
Primed and plump,
Plucked
Directly from
Cupid’s lips.
I have been loved before.
Grasped for warmth
As it escaped
Through the door.
I have loved,
And clutched sorrow’s
Hand through each
Lonely night
Until morn.
I have been loved before.


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Heartless

“Heartless,”

They said.

Still,

My heart

Bleeds

Love,

Bright red.

Can’t you see it

All around

Me

In puddles,

On the floor?

It’s on

Every wall.

It’s on

Every door.

My love.

It is

Spilled

Out

Everywhere.

My heart.


Thanks for reading! ♥
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