- Poruka
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Trapped in this hell
Dead but not without life
A spirit, a demon, a devil
whatever it is we are
I hear speak
of angels
"Beautiful?"
I laugh
With their sickening purity
Using their looks to mask
They are no angels
They are no better than us
The light they touch is no less tainted
than the darkness we dwell in
Angels.
No angel can exist in this world.
