Dead Angels

She gave life to the wounds of her emotion like

Pictionary

to get this man to understand, but he was no visionary
Just another sorry ass nigga that never gave a fuck,

no missionary

Friends and Family tried to place her on the cautionary
But her feelings kept her in the stationary
Caught by the illusionary of one day with him she’ll be married,

blinded by those sweet thoughts, she couldn’t see lover turned adversary
Without a secondary, his words pulled the trigger, chalk outline,
Just another Dead Angel found in the obituary…

Published by

Amir Holloway aka DatGuy

I am a poet, writer, and self-published author of the new Anthology of poems and erotic shorts stories Sex with Luna. A big nerd, but hopeless romantic, I have spent most of my time reading while writing poetry and sensual shorts of my daily adventure in life! Currently, I am working on my first novel Rose Red, Snow White, that's heavily influenced by Zane and Stephen King (My two Favorite authors of all time).

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