The Angels
I saw Angels last night.
They came to my room.
Things ran through me;
Feelings of doom.
Then one came up
and put a knife to my throat.
I tried to plead
but started to choke.
He simply said
as he came close to my face,
"My precious child,
you have fallen from our grace."
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