The Blood and the Massacre

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Title: The Blood and the Massacre

Volume of Appearance: Petals of Blood V.5

A disease that snakes through her veins.

It courses through her blood.

Like a river of pure acid.

And burns everything in its path.

The wings that seem so pure

But somehow are unclean

The Fallen that craves forgiveness

The Gaurdian that falls to his knees

A sacrifice made out of kindness

A heart given to hold

A lie not yet discoverd

The truth that runs her cold

The markings seen as signs

The words that mark goodbyes

The sounds once misheard

A mistaken appearance gives her drive

Oh how true we thought you were

A Gaurdian with pure intentions

How we assumed your truthful words

And not your fake directions

While she walked

Alone in the night

Lost on a risk filled path

No where did her Fallen

Seem to be around

Forced to seek for cover

Desperate to make contact

Her legs carried her forward

Her eyes did not look back

The straps cut into her chest

The cargo beat at her knees

With muscles straining each step

She carried on with unease

Along the open road

She met unsightly people

With no where to call home

She had to escape and detour

The words she had been told

Repeating in her mind

About the Gaurdian Angel

Who sometimes was brought down

The warnings told to her

And the warning the Gaurdian found

Till a name was spoken

That turned it all upside down

How could he do that

Just play a cruel charade

And why had she believed him

And fallen for this game

Forced to seek help

She managed just fine

Through the night she wept

Till sleep she did find

Time went on

Relationships reforged

But with no answer from her Fallen

She became convinced she'd been a toy

Then one lucky day

Without a sparing glance

She saw the Fallen Angel

And she hurried to take her chance

A trickster in the midst

A liar in the bunch

The backstabber told them all lies

To save the Fallen from himself

A blood boiling anger

An uncontained rage

Unconcealed and unbroken

A beast released from its cage

The demoness to be ruined

The hession uncontained

The brutal eyes full of torture

The blood another craves

When ravenge strikes

He shall strike hard

When vengence is sought

She shall play her part

When the blood runs free

Full of misery

When the fall of one comes

Letting them all see.

Only then shall the doors be closed

And this chapter ends

On the story of the Guardian

That was also Fallen

And the life of the darkness

Carries on again

Letting misery flow

And woe reign

Because no one knows

Just what makes this girl flow

And no one will find

Why she's still out of her mind

But know this my friend

She will meet her end

And it shall be sweet

Because she will drag the world with her

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