Born from the devil
Wielded from greed and angst
Crafted with the remnants of humility
Defined by a vacuous thirst
For lust, love, desire and need
Molded by the copious light of all those things
Breasted by those who might rescue
A helpless child, caged by evil
Created for the soul purpose of propagation
Rescuing her rescuers
Lighting the darkness with her magic
And extinguishing the flame with which she was made
Do you see her?
She is bound within all of us
You need only to believe, to free her
She is redemption and sunshine
Alive within the colors that define my grace
And sparkling with newness and completion
Be free Angel. Set me free, please?
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Love this, Mel.