An angel sits and sings cries about her dirty wings
shiver goes down my spine sweet smile I whish was mine
Chop off her fingers but she is numb looks down, sadly hums
blue eyes turn black then green wondering what that means
Feathers fall from her wings fall on the ground she starts to sing
when they hit they turn to blood, look just like a puddle of mud
looks away and her face fads she’s dying going into the shade
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-03 00:49:23
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