Angel of Truth

I learned the lies of life the day you leaped from the clouds and landed in my dreams with the dull light of your halo illuminating your angelic face. Still, I lay silently in love while the sad white doves sing their songs of sorrow, longing for a shot at paradise but Cupid grew up and his arrows became swords. Back out or stand up but know your fight is coming, a war with your purist self will unfold and you won’t stand a chance or live long enough to hear your story be told just know the hero dies first.

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