The truth became sour poison, lying sweet to the taste,
What am I if not a demon; from a lamb to all I hated.
I tried to embrace and covet what I tried to destroy.
What have I become?
In a quest for purity, I've become stained, my motives twisted and lost in my ambitions.
Through the eyes of angels, I saw a world of chances. on the thorns of decadence my wings were torn. my wings were torn.
My saviors image not unlike mine, still so distant, countenance, unfamiliar, and threatening.
I am my own seed, my own creation, with malicious intent I turn on my father to kill my son.
All that I was, I have lost
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"Torn" as written by Anne Preven Scott Cutler
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