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Innocence, An Angel's Tear 2

By poet0angel

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Watering the heavens, the angel of life. Are the people deprived, when the angel dies? Healing the innocent, but condemning the sinners? Are we not sinners? So are we not condemned? The angel of darkness pulls at you to betray. Do you choose to slave in the crematorium of hell? To find purity in your soul, can you still loathe? At the cruel world around you. To find the path to paradise, and follow the trail of stars. For how far? Can a single person go. A sole palet is given, and one chance to paint it right. But will you find the light, at the end of the tunnel? For the angel of life, can redeem you. Only a few, will be touched by an innocent angel tear. Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Jul 21 2002 03:29 AM PST   0 • 12

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