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O, angel that met me at the East gate
And did not smite the snake nor give a shove
But stood with and spoke of morals and fate
Who killed me not then, but slowly with love.
It’s truly amazing I’ve not yet died.
You are slow radiation and still worse,
You are corrupting my heart from inside.
Love is your poison and you are my curse.
I once was an angel too, I recall.
That was long ago now, but I made stars.
I always questioned so I had to Fall,
But there are no sides now, there’s only ours.
Falling from grace hurt less than loving you
But fallen or not, love’s what angels do.