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Jul 2022
I used to think
angels were
a symbol
of protection

of hope
and light
and peace

but I have seen
angels with teeth
bared like
wolves

hungry for blood
(my blood)
and willing to rip
flesh from
bone

in their desperate
primal urge

I have seen angels
walk me into
a busy road
of traffic

and have me
lay on the
concrete

I have seen angels
pour β€œjust one
more”

drink down
my throat

no, angels
do not
protect you

when they are
the manifestation
of your
nightmares
Emma Elisabeth Wood
Written by
Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
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