Brother of my beloved spirit <br />Rest and wait for your gleaming words <br />Until the light lift you through your misery <br />Hold me, pray to my fallen incantation <br /> <br />Wings to burn by your essence <br />Regret by the past you don't hear <br />I am the shadow beneath your tainted light <br />Born by the fear inside this starry womb <br /> <br />Waiting for the tranquility to rise <br />Sight for the venomous reaper come forth <br />Anguish by your fear I hear your voice <br />Thy dying voice receive with gratitude <br /> <br />Reincarnated with the wind of hell <br />Consumed by itself, spitted by the century <br />Isolated by this scripted twist of faith <br />Living to pretend that I have a life <br /> <br />Breathing alone in my mind that full of void <br />Separated from your stench I feel <br />Dying without a pain, driven by our word of bane <br />Goodbye my love, Goodbye my enemy <br /> <br />Infatuated by the death wish you upheld <br />Remembering the past that I had control <br />Finding my way out from this tomb <br />Because a dying angel will never learn how to fly<br /><br />Louemile Escober<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-flesh-of-a-dying-angel/
