Tainted Heart

This tainted angel infront of me

She is a vision of beauty

But her wings her tattered

Her once stormy fierce eyes were now dull

The tiny flickering spark of hope protected from everyone

I will heal her 

Protect her

Care for her 

Our love will not be a wild fire destroying everyhthing in its path

but  a  burning ember

Burning not from the surface to scar her skin but from the core 

Making her glow

A phoniex reborn

Because I love her

This poem is about: 
Me

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