Why must the angel's eyes
Be tempered by a demon's despise.
Without knowledge I did approach,
And was stomped on as a roach,
And though physically I'm fine,
My heart is divided by that crooked line.
With no way to take words back,
And now without the will I lack,
How can I pick myself off the floor,
How can I love anymore...
Leiv Nic
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angel-s-eyes-demon-s-despise/
