Angel on Hiatus
I wish I was an angel. I would have long blond hair. The sun would hit my hair and it would sparkle.
I would wear a long white lace dress and our father would shine his heavenly pure white light above my head.
But it wouldn't last. The heavenly father would pluck out the feathers of my wings one by one. Blood would start to soak my white dress. I would become red. My halo would disintegrate into dust and fall into my eyes. I love ashy eyes.
Red and ash make up my mind.
I would wear a long white lace dress and our father would shine his heavenly pure white light above my head.
But it wouldn't last. The heavenly father would pluck out the feathers of my wings one by one. Blood would start to soak my white dress. I would become red. My halo would disintegrate into dust and fall into my eyes. I love ashy eyes.
Red and ash make up my mind.