Angel/by:Haunted Lunacy

There’s an angel 

behind those sad eyes,

and in those rare 

moments she smiles,

his demons tremble. 

The angel hangs her

head and cries.,

as he waits outside 

of her temple.

Her wings are wilted

 and worn,

For the battle has 

been rough.

She only wants to 

be seen,

and shown she 

is enough .

So dry your eyes majestic

one, your tears should 

never fall.

There is a heart that 

see’s your glow,

and you will be his

all.