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Please beware when
stroking, an angel
for there're horns
hidden beyond, under
their gorgeous locks
and that's how come
so many, often, cut
themselves upon
angel's hair.
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Oh, and careful how
well that rose smells
the dagger thorns are
meant to deceive, you
left unsuspecting the
devils everywhere,
always after blood
they need you to be forgiven
for sins before you've liven
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She killed me when
I uncovered her horns.
She, declared when
asked, I had gone to
attack her with rose
coloured wine and lips
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So she must, but Oh,
I was poetic down to
the last, few words
she quoted, but for
that, what she kindly
added She smartly cut
the part where though
killed by I loved her
just as, much before.
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end. JAY
Thanks for reading! Words by me, Angels from pixabay since I've been slacking in sharing poems here lately and even skipped the limerick challenge(though I read many great ones that were very fun!) I figured I'd cheat and use free pics that fit this better than ones I have. So what if I'm lazy some times. :)
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