Silver Angel
By Miggsy
Memories come back to haunt me of a time when I was young... and you weren't innocence was mine to have and yours to protect but you didn't Memories come back to haunt me of a time when I was sweet and you were cruel it seemed innocence was mine to give and yours to take Memories come back to haunt me of a time we were playing your "games" demons flew over us and called my name I felt their hearts so black mocking my pale face while it was covered in shame I could feel the grass beneath me stabbing needles into my flesh and the crawling, biting monsters leaving their sting in my palms as I gripped and ravaged the dirt trying to claw my way into the protection of the earth you looked at me and smiled and I dreamed... of the silver angel in my pocket Memories come back to haunt me of a time when I took control and you screamed as my silver angel wrapped it's wings of wrath around your blackened demon heart Memories come back to haunt me of a time when my innoncence was gone and your last breath of pleasure expelled in the space between our mouths Memories come back to haunt me of time when I was free and you took that from me Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jan 18 2002 07:29 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Memories come back to haunt me..."