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.