Ode

Ode for the fallen angels who bleed, for the who cry they need. Cry and try to help but

can't, for the who can't have plant all I want is to feel love of a fallen angel like a dove.

We are fallen angels like many people don't care for us we feel pain fallen angels are creatures of death.

Like people who waste their health on the stupidest of things, blades bring us to the horizon and 

are spades you cause is to die and scream deep down we have pain dreams.