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My chaos begins,
Becoming an angel of sin.
ripping flesh from my back,
I’m going into a Panic Attack.
Blood trickling down the drain,
I’m being locked to chains.
Sex with God’s child,
caused my body to rile.
I crossed the line,
now out comes my spine.
Branching out into true demon,
No one shall drunk my semen.
Flapping of a Incubus's wings,
I now realize my life has strings.
I should have stayed loyal,
now I might have to go down to boil.
Wings of prison,
out of hell I risen.
The guilt I hold within,
I am now an angel of sin.
Becoming an angel of sin.
ripping flesh from my back,
I’m going into a Panic Attack.
Blood trickling down the drain,
I’m being locked to chains.
Sex with God’s child,
caused my body to rile.
I crossed the line,
now out comes my spine.
Branching out into true demon,
No one shall drunk my semen.
Flapping of a Incubus's wings,
I now realize my life has strings.
I should have stayed loyal,
now I might have to go down to boil.
Wings of prison,
out of hell I risen.
The guilt I hold within,
I am now an angel of sin.
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Poem of how Theodore got his wings. My teacher didn't like it, too forced of rhymes, but I like it for what it is.
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