Angels

A Poem by Flake

Angels' bursting butterflies.

I see lightning when my eyes go dark.

"let's get rid of that vintage,

we waste all these years."

He bears a name,

with suicide underfoot.

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Added on February 26, 2015
Last Updated on February 26, 2015
Tags: angels, poem, poetry, experimental, abstract

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