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Isn’t it amazing how you turn pain into beauty? Your creations are made by your image. The reflection of your utterly and naturally divinity, to the point where even the blind can see you. People notice you even between the unnoticed. The walking piece of art. The masterpiece. You are surrealistic art, our God’s most treasured. You are the light that blinds me, but how could I not be thankful for going blind because of such greatness.

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And that's the problem about angels, at some point they have to fly away.

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If a man says "I like strong woman.", walk away. They don't like women who have a mind of their own. Independent, strong women are in fact a threat to them. They want someone who likes every fucking thing they like, they want a toy, that does everything they want. So if any man says that he likes strong woman, he is probably fucking a not so strong woman. Man don't want strong woman, they are afraid of them.

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May we all be the living proof that we can walk through hell and still get to heaven.

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Divinity will swallow you whole and spit you out. Your human fingers will try to reach pieces of your lost soul. The divine will curl it's way through your veins and take you over. I feel the divinity in my bones like fire. I burn.

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You are innocent as the horns that are holding up your halo, so unexpected that you ended up being an angel that set the world on fire.

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I found myself without a purpose in life. You know that felling of emptiness where you are not dead, but far away from being alive? I'm there and I have been there for a long time, too much time...

[divinitysuggestions]

They speak in a language known only in the old heavens.

[heinoussuggestions]

I hope you feel a familiar burn from every fingerprint I left on your heart.

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I’m afraid I don’t have nothing left to burn.

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Then soon your ashes will be blown away by the winds of my omnipotent storm.

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I found myself confused with humanity… humans don’t know what the fuck they are doing.

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The voices are getting louder and I don't no if I can handle it.

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A minute to smoke. A minute to think. A minute to reborn. A minute to die. The poison in the lungs, peace trough the veins. The anxious, trembling of a beating heart. The long forgotten feeling of greatness comes back as dreams and flashbacks or maybe strange déjà vus, visions and hallucinations. What once was will came back and the angel will fly.

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I feel so lonely, like I don't belong here. Everything around just seems like a prison and the walls inside my brain are getting closer and closer.

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Divinity falling apart like my soft wings were burn with the fire of unsaid tears.

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For all the homophobic, racist, sexist, and all kinds of lost humanity, show some respect for the divine in front of you. You are just a piece of flesh.

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I see the halo burning on the top of your head and the divinity bursting through the cracks of your skin. You are an impossible being, and god forgive me, but I want you all for me angel.