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Dark Wings (dark poetry)
11 years ago
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Death rests upon my lap
cold still and stiff.
Once full of life,
Now shell and empty.
I am the angel of Death.
Take your last breath,
cradle within my arms.
Soul plucked from your flesh,
ceased heart's beat.
Helpless i am,
tortured i endure,
give such love,
til sands of time lay still,
laying restless.
Rest in piece my little angels,
slips between fingertips,
away from the pain,
to live on through my love.
Take your last breath,
cradle within my arms.
Soul plucked from your flesh,
ceased heart's beat,
I am the angel of Death.
5/7/14 
MsFrostFire
~msfrostfire
Nice. I liked it :)
