When people look at me,
they see my parents lil angel,
they see who im suppose to be.
if people think that highly of me,
then let them think that.
what people dont know about me,
are things that make even the dead cring.
on the outside, i look like an angel,
but really im not
when people arnt around, i do
horrilble things,
unimaginable things,
i slit my wrists to feel relife,
i drink my troubles away,
an i dream of what my life
might be without this curse.
i dont let anyone inside, because
of the things that i hide
but what if i let you in? . ..
what would you think?
am i an angel, or the devils recarnation?
ill let you deside,
just remember this. .
im not who you think i am.
because im a fallen angle ..
from hell
Unacquainted Love Community Member 
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