Fate
Light or Dark,
Good or bad,
Two forces always at the bark,
Or so we have read.
Samael, the morning star,
A name we don’t hear so often,
This name left a blemish, a scar,
If you don’t remember, listen.
Feathers and blood on the floor,
A rare mix,
Everyone knew the meaning at its core,
Angels falling in the nyx.
They were the fallen angels,
‘Fate’ is a word so wild,
After all, the devil was once an angel,
God's favourite child.

Amazing poem sis it rocks it kind of rhyme 👍
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