Dedicated to Reeves, who fell by the way, both angel and devil packaged in his own grief. His angel was crack. And crack was his devil.
the Devil's Angel
my Angel, my trusted friend, i burned my nights with you not
wanting you to end
mourning held me, in twisted sleep
drowning in you, some false
belief
my Devil, my lonely friend, i let you guide my shadow
self to my own end
and you just watched me, falling fast
lustfully crawling, my sinking
path


Comments: 13
Wonderful piece venting out that pain to release it to the wind. Now just work on you. :)
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