(wip) Ангел
/God’s first lover./

[sub]Can you see the color of my rage? 
The color of my pain? 
You are the artist,
Are you not?[/sub]


I would rather you find me dull,
Foolish, and stupid,
So you question why you continue to gravitate
Towards me,
My visage,
And my name. 

So you wonder why 
That silly little girl
Has got her hand in your chest.
/color/Why sharp nails upon an
Unskilled hand
Cut your heartstrings so neatly,
/color/Why pretty lips with such silly words, 
Were able to say such calculated lies,
In such a sickly tender voice,
Enough at a time to pinch your mind.

Why sharp blue eyes
Are superficially naïve,
Shifting the look I held
Every time you said my name. 

An Angel I was dubbed,
And as a woman I sin. 
You will never,
Ever,
/red/Love again.

/ins image./