The angel of death.

Perfect crystal tears fall from your eyes;
They leave stains upon your angelic face.
Your wall crumbling down from the lies,
You seem to not fit in this place.

You are the angel of death,
You find no mercy in anyone's voice.
You find pride in their last breath;
Although this life wasn't your choice.

You strike at the fear in their bones,
Making them fall to your knees,
Making them feel cold and alone,
You ignore all their moans and pleas.

There may be a reason you are this way,
Wanting to live in the ruins of hell,
You may just love to be like this every day;
The bitter, cold hearted angel.

Written by Makalah Feb. 22, 2009.

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I haven't written in awhile. So I hope it was good.

Tell me what you think, please?