Chapter 2 - The day I cry to an Angel

The day I cry to an Angel

A Devil comes to save me

The Angel was a traitor

The Devil was a friend

The Devil flew with pure white wings

Gracefully and swiftly, coming to save me

He saved me from the Angel

And took me away

He placed me down weakly

Then feel to the ground

I looked into his eyes, hoping to help

He put his hand to my face

Wiping my tears

My fears seemed to vanish along with my tears

I helped the Devil to his feet

I chose him over the Angel

The Angel then died

The true good was the Devil, for coming to save me

Risking his life, just for me

The Devil was grateful

He said I had saved him

I guess that day we both saved each other

If I hadn't been there to help, then he would have died

But I wouldn't be here, if it wasn't for him

By: Mirasa Loyd

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