Angel Of Death Poem by Paige Nielsen
Angel Of Death
Together, love, we will plummet
to the waiting, serene embrace of death,
but I doubt we’ll end up at the same place.
Will you burn? Will I fry?
Does it matter as long as we both die?
I’ll electrocute you and you can chop me
into little bits, meat pies to sell,
(after all, you’ve had a lot of practice
on my heart) .
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