Such beautiful stitches
they dress you it seems
and shows me how real you really are
like a fallen angel cut by the sharp edge of a shooting star
beauty painted with beauty
ruined yet Inproved

Ugly more touchable
now that you're wings have been removed

so much like me, now that you're scared
so much more unclean,  Closer To my heart

now that you're in the Gutter
a maggot like me can crawl all over you
distroying you

eating you

slowley....

Till you are festered and frayed

I am you're maggot sweet angel...

I will consume you now.