Impure

by LenaLee   Oct 4, 2009


My world is crashing all around me,
My heart is tearing like a shattering mirror...
In slow motion.

I am not grieving and I am not crying,
I am a statue straying completely from time,
My family pushes upon me comforting words,
They are liars.

They say she has moved up onto heaven,
But I already know that is unlikely,
She was the fallen of the angels,
She was destined in Hell because of me.

I played the role of the mischievous devil,
Tricking her into my sins,
I pray that God saw through my cover and my lies,
And found her purity that should only belong in heaven.

My best friend, my angel,
I shall never see you again.

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