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Nearly an Angel

She stood atop a mountain,
and nearly touched heaven.
She crawled through hell,
and saw demons pray.

She kissed the dead still fresh,
and felt their wet lips.
She made love to demons,
and felt her heart tear.

She crawled on tattered bibles,
and sang songs of treason.
She cried rivers of crimson blood.
and wished for death that would never come.

If you see an angel without her wings.
Her tears cause you to painfully swim.
Look into her empty eyes.
Stifle your silent screams,
as she smiles in greeting.
Bring forth an unhappy smile,
as she strokes your cold hand.

She is just your best friend,
that you taught sin.
She is just your lover,
who was nearly an angel,
until your love mutilated her.