The Fallen AngelWith nature unchanged by nurtureThe Fallen Angel1 week ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And evil rooted deep into her veins,
Lust and desire becomes her venomous master
And to thy bidding, she is enslaved.
A delicate rose plagued by blood
Born into this machine-like husk,
A monster and a fiend they do condemn
Inherently without conscience, wicked and depraved.
Fallen far away from grace
The perfect toy for filthy fantasies,
She rises from the ashes of pity and shame
And embraces her dark nature, tainted yet fair.
The price to pay for indulgence
Caught into this cycle of pain and pleasure,
On her knees she exposes her scarred being
A beast to be tamed, an angel beyond repair.
Forgotten and lost in shadows
She builds her empire in darkness,
A princess of black satin and chains
Bound in sinful paradise, she is forever fallen.