Betrayer


Angels of thought.
Devils of the mind.

You trouble me.
Slip from my grasp.

Beholden to know one.
I can't escape.

Eye sees. I do not hear.
My rage escapes me.
Pencil to paper.
I write.

Who are you to forgive me? 
I do not care.

What is my anger?
You do not care

Blind Blind
You hear
Rage.

Angels of thought.
Devils of the mind.

You trouble me.
Slip from my grasp.
Beholden to no one.
You can't escape.

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