angels walk among the statues
press you hard against the stone
blood red eyes and glitter fragments
wings that shine like platinum, gold
and as you try to free yourself
you fall in love again, too fast
but love is not the thing you want
-crying desperate from your soul
and spattered with the dye of ages
the world has raped you once before
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