Bleeding Pens and Crumbled Paper

Vengeful Angels

This is a fully fictional account.

When I first saw her, it was heaven on earth

Casting smiles that brightened the night

Hundreds watched a wonderful wedding.

But the angels are vengeful,

And decided that my beloved's stay was limited.

And so she expired, my beloved Juliet

And I saw her body weaken and crumble.

I cursed this happening

And wept, at the downfall of Juliet.

My tears became waterfalls,

mimicry of a great flood.

Shadows became omens

As a paranoid mind crumbled.

A departing ghost, my Juliet

Will live among the stars

While my memory will cast horrors

And the angels smile in accomplishent

My beloved Juliet, dying of cancer

Born in a loving world

But bad things hapen to good people,

And so a continuous shower of roses

Flooded her gravestone of an angel.

Fitting it is, for an angel to be born

Die by the angels, and be marked by a seraph

When I first saw her, it was heaven on earth

Casting smiles that brightened the night

Hundreds watched a wonderful wedding.

But the angels are vengeful,

And decided that my beloved's stay was limited.

And so she expired, my beloved Juliet

And I saw her body weaken and crumble.

I cursed this happening

And wept, at the downfall of Juliet.

Where she first stepped, Columbine grew

Lilacs grew where she slept

Lillies spring, from mother earth

Where she awakes

And roses die where she eternally rests

I weep as I have, for 100 days

Cursing the evil to fall on her

There is no way to venge her

From the seraphim that killed her,

And so, I shall join her, by a simple connection

The connection of ropes and knots