Dark Angels Arise

My wings are made of fire. I am made for sin. I fight a war of love and loss that is not easy to win. I am one who knows struggle. I am one who knows pain. I am a beautiful evil. Your loss is my gain. I see the ones you cast out. The ones left to die. I give them a set of fiery wings and teach them how to fly. Even tho I save them, I know they cannot stay. I am only here to help them live another day.

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[Najam Us Saher]

I loved the flow and rhythm of this poem....