You called me your angel.
What does that make me the angel of?
The angel of infatuation,
The angel of pain?
No matter what you say
I didn’t use you just for personal gain.
So tell me,
Why was I your angel?
If I was really even yours.
So I’m the angel of one-sided pleasure.
Angel of that four-letter lie
Give me back my wings.
Before I realize I can’t fly.

 
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