This beautiful Angel a goddess deemed friend,
Words sweeter than Crimson could ever be,
Flow from the mouth of this angel to me,
Her soul she writes in attempt to free the past,
caged in by thoughts she hasn't anywhere to go,
Thoughts whisper their words to her,
she writes them upon paper,
with Crimson inked by blood.
She's stained the minds of readers,
Her poetry fills with ink, it cuts and bleeds,
This friendship something more,
This angel shall be the light within a world I deemed dark,
This shadows been illuminated,
I can finally see past what I thought to be present.
My arm yet distant shall reach out to you,
consoling every hurt, reversing the empty,
My angel..... this friendship was always meant to be.
this is a beautiful write...so touching and sweet, yet tinged with sadness..loved it -SG xo
COMPLETELY, AMAZINGLY, BEAUTY WITHIN EVERY LINE! ABOSLUTELY ADOR IT SO MUCH! ! ! wonderful write Crimson Love... truely no other beautiful poem can ever compare! ~Bella
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A beautiful angelic poem. And such tender words!