Ill-Starred
written by: Fallen Engel
@BlackEngel3
Sordid pride
Crafted smiles
A black lump forms your shallow heart
Long painted my tears, mired in quotidian details
My flesh stripped over the furnace forever beginning to wail
What did I expect so here we go again
You’re no son of mine, only sin
Who am I on this path but a fallen angel in the shadows of the night...
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