Anger
A small flame will begin to spark,
As sanity’s limits are pushed.
Then suddenly-the rage escapes!
And unless the fury is stemmed,
Both fighter and defender hurt.
Until the fuel has been consumed,
And the ruin comes to an end…
Death
Chaos and pain merge as one form,
As cries from within one body,
Pierce the silence of life’s bounty.
Then the silent silence through the air,
Destroy the lone soul it brushes,
And even--in the bliss of death,
Hurts the one--loss never touches…
Fallen Angel
A glorified creature
An avatar of light
Her blinding wings shine
Her eyes shining bright
She rebels against her maker
Trying to change her fate
But in the end she fails
And was altogether too late.
Falling from the clouds
The ground rising up to crush
Her tears fall from her bright eyes
As she feels a sickening rush
Rising from her crater, she lives in evil’s stead
Her life was destined to change; her past life is now dead
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