Amanda Burke


Angel Dust - Poem by Amanda Burke

Angel wings, Angel dust
They call it love, Maybe it’s lust

She doesn’t know
In this media world
What it was she felt
When her fingers curled
The ads and the movies
Say love… That’s false
She doesn’t feel
It’s just impulse

Angel wings, Angel dust
They call it love, Maybe it’s lust
Dark passion, Deep desire
Burning wings, With Hell Fire

She doesn’t want
Him forever, just a night
She just wants
To let go, ignite
She knows it’s wrong
But impulse doesn’t care
It just sets fires
And causes despair

Angel wings, Angel dust
They call it love, But it’s lust
Dark passion, Deep desire
Burning wings, With Hell Fire

Now she’s lost it
And she’ll never find
A way to banish
The thoughts in her mind

Angel wings, Becoming dust
She doesn’t love, It’s all lust
Sweet pain, Dark desire
Burning wings, With Hell Fire


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 26, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 27, 2010


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