Oh beautiful sorrow, drown my ungrateful tears in a passionate fire of blissful agony. And watch as this angel falls from heaven to earths cold embrace. Watch as she takes Lucifer's warm hand, and ends the world in an apocalyptic glory. And watch as she slowly dies in this winter that is as nuclear as war.
This was the first poem I wrote that I liked. I wrote this for my English class in grade 11. I never got a grade or a reply about it.