I wasn’t an angel before.
My heart was sore.
I was a devil.
I was all evil.

I didn’t realize what I was doing.
Neither the path I was going.
No one likes me.
They accused me whenever they see.

I pranked them to keep them happy.
They called me crafty.
I scare them, it was fun.
And they would run.

I dwelled inside their minds.
I was very unkind.
I told them to start riots.
Whispered in their ears to be liars.

But one day, I asked the superior.
I'm the inferior.
Why people don’t like me?
They are very frightened when they see.

They accuse me for no reason.
Calling me "The evil even."
Why? I asked with tears streaming down.
I want an answer now.

They hate you because you're evil.
You do the actions of a devil.
You guide them in a wrong path.
Which influence their wrath.

Am I a devil?
Am I not deserve to be in heaven?
No but you can be!
What shoud I do to ye?

You must become an angel.
You must help the three man stages.
You must sacrifice your powers for a good deed.
Then you will become an angel indeed.

And the superior vanished.
I must do this if i don't wanna be banished.
One by one I used my powers for a good deed.
A refreshing pure soul was growing within me indeed.

I gave more and my heart wasn’t feeling sore.
Behind, I saw wings started to grow.
My body ached and I passed.
It was the last.

I opened my eyes to see.
I was an angel so beautiful as can be.
I had wings grown behind me.
I felt so free.

Happy tears began to flow.
A sacrifice for an owe.
An angel at last.
Not anymore I won't be harrased.

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