Black Angel

Ever slowly darkness came
Suffocating light
She flew on blackened wings of dragon flame

At first she whispered to me
Her voice gentle in the night
Then the softness fell to screams of rage and pain

Strong was her embrace, not hate
But neither was it love
And yet she clung with such a vengeance to my soul

That struggle through I may, my fate
Seems doomed and I’m afraid
That I’ll be buried here alive in this black hole

And cast me down did she
Like I was nothing
As though my flesh not even worth a pound for free

I’m Defiant although beaten, lash out attack her ugly face
Now bleeding hands
Shattered mirror at my feet, that bitch is me.

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