The innocent angel - a beast
An innocent angel,
Or a beast inside?
Is that angel really so innocent?
No!
For inside that angels mind
Beholds a dangerous storm about to arise.
All the sadness, all the tears-
All the hurt, all the pain-
Built up inside ready to explode.
The years spent on bringing happiness
And joy to others-
Being kind and caring,
But not getting the same in return.
Asking thyself-Why?
Why give and not receive?
What more can I do to be happy,
And receive the same that I have given?
Thinking to thyself - Not no more!
The beast inside is ready to escape,
To feast upon revenge.
Waiting for that moment to be set free-
Tear loose.
That moment might be soon...
...So soon!
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