Couldn't think of an ending to a poem/song that was to be a sort of inspiration for something or another. Lost junk.
I'll leave it here. If you can think of a better ending, feel free to take it...
Bloodstained Angel (part 1)
Endless dreams that go seeping,
Down her sides
leaving her there weeping,
Seething in curtains of all her life’s burdens,
Now she’s reaping her curses
There was the brightest light In her soul...
Torn apart by the blood angel…
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