Page 78 of Dark Muse


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Why does no one hear my story?

People speak of angels.

I have yet to see one.

I need truth in my story.

Maybe I will become one.

Instead of being the brunt of gossip

I can be an Angel instead

Move in shadows and darkness,

Ready and willing to defend.

So many people are tired.

Exhausted by whispers and lies.

Death a viable option.

They need hope instead.

I will stalk them for hours

None will be in vain.

The gossips are stealing stories

They will learn the pain

I as Angel will find them

Make them pay for their crimes

They need a toll for the ferry

I will take what is mine.

Angel of vengeance

This is my story

Heed me or not

It is your folly

Angel of vengeance

Is always watching

Never sleeping or resting

Challenge the Angel at your peril

You too shall fall victim