OpenStudy (anonymous):

what base neter is this poem? September was a cold dark lonely night Of conflict with my Dark Angel, Lost in a worldly consumed of bitter hate When the battle field became silent, Death seems to be of lost fate of hate. Beauty is my shield against despair, I search for the inevitable light of what is Right, the kindness is what my heart holds, But Dark Angel stole my heart and soul On that cold September night. The world is full of strife and hate with no Love in the mind, The fright of this life is the way of the night

3 years ago
OpenStudy (anonymous):

The garden of sin, Hearts torn of blood shed, The music of sin in lost men, Dark Angel had new what he was going to do Twilight of lust in Dark Angels eyes, Stalking my life, Sudden pain running down my spine Another time, manipulative and jealousy In dark rage, The pain is so great that the rain never Gone away. I drop to my knees begging please not me, Now that I am and Dark Angel in the night Do I get wings to fly! Fallen angel is all I am ever going to be because Dark Angel will never set me free. (rest of the poem)

3 years ago
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