A Human shape of dark gold,
picture of a fallen angel,
Though out of tears of humanity
comes beauty,
A Stage where the devil danced
sits a heart full of romance,
Skin cold to the touch,
narrow eyes say so much,
Demons plead to vanity
betraying oneself through insanity,
rages of a daggers thrust,
again, never be able to trust
Left at the bottom starved of humanity,
begging loud for sanity,
Mouth drying for life of hunger
physically harming to creep from slumber,
A soul of sugar succumbed to salt,
guilt embedded, self always at fault
Be the soul that Holds the hand
to Lift the person from the ground,
Acknowledge those Deep Blue eyes of fright,
buried inside hides a light
mysterious, luminous …
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Thank you for your kind words Tony
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