Darkened Dawn Collection #4

Angel of Fallen Graces

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He beckons me

With gentle hands

So pale and elegant

Eyes of sorrowful crimson

Dancing with quiet malice

From his lips pour

Whispers of promises

And invitations

But to where?

Only another Hell

Away from my own

Into another so painful

As the screams of

A thousand souls

In pain as the blood spills

Bitingly metallic

Yet sweet and warm

Everywhere in this hell

And He laughs bitterly

As He surveys his realm

Of suffering and screams

Of shadows creeping

Into the wailing souls

Filling them with hopelessness

And yet He watches unmoved

Lucifer so cruelly beautiful

My Angel of Fallen Graces…

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This was written a…er like 2 months ago and I rather like it so it goes up.