• for a moment i thought the world was nice
    for a moment i thought the world did care
    for a moment i thought i felt your heart inside
    for a moment i thought i thought that was love
    my eyes are blinded by this shade of rose
    seeing the world as grey is how it should be
    Rose tinted lenses can only save you for a while
    you must remember that the world is truly grey
    take off those lenses and look around
    the world is grey
    it isnt black
    and it isnt white
    always grey
    at times it grows a darker shade
    but at those same times it can grow brighter
    then...
    for a moment i thought i was trusted
    for a moment i thought i could trust you
    for a moment i thought you would be there for me
    for a moment i thought i could be there for you
    i cannot speak with true words with cherries upon my lips
    i have spoken too sweet for too long
    to speak critically with sweetened lips, is to lie through your teeth
    but if you allow it to washed away in a sorrowful rain
    then that is to allow them to grow soured
    and commonly unpleasant
    some may sway you to speak with such a tone
    but to allow sour lips for far too long is allow them to grow cold
    bitter
    and cut
    you cant heal these cuts on your own and cherries can only help for so long
    bitter lips is the only solution
    feel them against you and you may well find old wounds to be healed
    but to lick those lips that fade from cherry
    is to accept their bitterness
    a bitter taste i have grown to love
    then...
    for a moment i thought the world was bad
    for a moment i thought life was pain
    for a moment i thought i felt cool steel upon my skin
    for a moment i thought i might change my skin a shade of red
    your wings i cannot see
    i look
    i stare
    i peek
    i glance
    I flex my leathery wings in annoyance
    runs fingers across my horns
    think of how i cannot see you clear
    then i see: halo
    ive seen it from the day we met
    since you tugged me down
    asked me to stay
    your halo shown that day
    a slight glint
    but enough to push the shadows aside
    that shows prove that angels dont need wings
    dont need them to prove their existence
    Wings that flutter as they speak
    Eyes of gold that stare with beauty
    a halo hanging above, bobbing with their graceful step
    a light that emanates in a blissful aura
    nigh they never need this to give proof
    in that moment the world turned rosey and kind
    in that moment my lips began to heal and taste too sweet
    in that moment my wings shed feathers, dark but pure
    in that moment the world no longer seemed so cold
    look past the physical form
    open your heart's eye
    look forth and you will see the truth
    angels do walk among us
    demons arent always evil
    they can co-exist
    can change roles
    angels can be dark and emotional
    demons can be warm and smile
    <3 Si no ardes de amor, muchos moriron de frio<3