She's an unwanted skin tone She's as pale as death She will forever be alone She knows this will be her last breath
She will soar like an eagle She will fly high and free She will meet and Angel She and he will be carefree
They will make a human coveted her and he They will make him paint paintings of their love They will love awfully They will love unlawfully
He is up above
He is disgusted with this perverted love He is tired of this mess that his own Angel left He is not going to be kind now, it's time to shove He is doing what has to be done, many will call him a theft
But, this is what has to be done "How can you do this to the people you have created Lord? The people you love. Send them for a eternity in Hell... To burn forever?" Several shall ask "You will see on judgement day, it will be here very soon." He says to himself
This poem is things I want to know, things I'm curious about.