An angel with wings.
A devil with horns.
A power so strong,
My heart is torn.
I can no longer feel pain.
I am one to dread.
You should now fear me
For I am undead.
For I may be dead,
But I can still be scared,
Never remove me,
Don’t even dare.
You wish to have met me.
But u have never seen,
A person as strange as me.
A person with hopes,
A dead man with dreams
Ryan Joseph Holder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-man-who-once-lived-old-piece/
