Broken Saint
Eyes of steel,
a glass of gin.
Emotionless
with a heart of sin.
Such is the guise
of a fallen angel;
Empty of pride
and empty of soul.
His spectral body
is dark as night
And his broken halo
gives off no light.
But as I stare,
he drinks his gin
And across his face
lies a devilish grin.
"A Broken Saint,"
he says to me
"Is the only thing
I want to be."
My work, again.
Eyes of steel,
a glass of gin.
Emotionless
with a heart of sin.
Such is the guise
of a fallen angel;
Empty of pride
and empty of soul.
His spectral body
is dark as night
And his broken halo
gives off no light.
But as I stare,
he drinks his gin
And across his face
lies a devilish grin.
"A Broken Saint,"
he says to me
"Is the only thing
I want to be."
My work, again.
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