all these
fallen angels
ripping out
human hearts
all those
fallen angels
tearing out
mortal souls
every storm in heaven
disrespectful craving
every rave in hell
never allows us
to be truly well
each brutal war
no one
could ever win
where lasting hatred
forever dwells
each fatal car crash
we were relationally in
where brutal pain
and ruthless harm
was all we felt
all that trying fire
vying deep inside
consuming dreams
hope dreamed
at desirous times
real life is never
what it really seems
as fallen angels
commit horrid crimes
happiness it seems
is nothing but
some glorious myth
love it seems
is nothing but
an inglorious rhyme
if life's laborious storm clouds
every truly clear
then there's something
cruelly abnormal
about what
we do and did
yet there's nothing
charmingly normal
about me
or you
all these
fallen angels
surrounding all
of us
all those
fallen angels
profoundly harassing
even raging
crazy throughout
every immoral age
maybe glorious God
just doesn't care
perhaps true heaven
is no longer there
if we should ever
finally learn
to love and fly
if God's fallen
ruthless angels
ever have enough
truthful courage
to make amends
maybe human fools
shall rediscover
perfect love
but all that
certainly depends
on all this
hurtfully resentful
hate and dread
we carry with us
in our very hearts
being verily buried
in our crowded heads
when we're fencing
with that proud devil
when we're trying
to save our souls
weather constant war
trying to forever cope
with monstrous evil
while demon angels
appallingly want
eternal loveless hate
crawling onto
every galling level
driving hope
casting depraved love
into painful holes
tearing rabid life
into painful bits
along with human us
making sure
we're never whole
when covetous Satan
tries to catch us
viciously bury us
on voracious battlefields
blood soaked avaricious
trenches of love and war
maybe some purity
will finally reach us
when ascended angels
auspiciously reappear
curatively teach us
openly more
maybe jammed love
can truly guide us
pure light opening
love's damned door

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