Screaming Angels [Parquette]

A silver blade strikes fresh skin -
As screaming Angels watch in despair from the sky,
Laughing as death creeps through their crooked veins,
With scarlet blood dried onto their ashen chins.

A silver blade strikes fresh skin -
Silence shattered from a sorrowful good-bye,
Broken wings trapped in jagged rusty chains;
As faded stars whisper a hoarse lullaby.

A silver blade strikes fresh skin -
Candy coated with powder white cocaine,
But hush my little Darling, don't you cry;
Swallow down your pride and ignore the pain.

A silver blade strikes fresh skin -
Horror clouds in the Angel's charcoal eyes,
As they watch with agonizing disdain,
The beating of another naive heart slain.

-Jenna Elphick
March 28, 2007.

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It has four stanzas, each containing four lines.The first line of the poem is repeated in every stanza as the first line. Each line except the first has 10-12 syllables. The rhyme scheme is "abcaabcbacbcabcc"

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