Raw Angel

by Iola   Aug 5, 2008


Cover me in what you call love
Raise me up to a better place
Descend into my chaos from above
Consume my hurt without a trace

Open my eyes to a different sphere
Flap you wings around a wary mind
Remove my blades with just one tear
Shed your light on a different kind

Feed me with patience and a feather
Plucked from a heart of brittle gold
Dry up my rain into sunshine weather
Show me the new and remove the old

Hold me tighter in the midst of my war
Refuse to fall into my blinding facade
Somehow this angel is worth dying for
Raw but healed by a pouring cascade

Blow me away into starlit skies
Fix an eternal smile on my face
Pull me from a page filled with lies
Sooth my leather with angelic lace

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