Stuck in between the realms of heaven and hell does reside the dark angel.
She just wouldn't conform, wouldn't fit into either dimension.
Unable to hurt or heal, cataclysmic differences had started holy wars, demolishing each angle.
Causes of an immortal bordom from this spiritual pretension.

Only seen on New and Full moons, walking by the banks of a rivers edge.
With nothing to fear from the seer, you'll never get her attention.
Emotionless gaze upon her face, trapped in the limbo of purgatories wedge.
The rejection from both sides were hurtful, will never mention.

There are very few beings that are stuck with this curse.
Sadly, they are so into themselves that they'll never meet.
Just as well, a brewery of anger just might make it worse.
As they glide around embankments, you'll never see the feet.

Despite the heartache and suffering, I completely respect this dark angels standing.
Choosing not to conform to over judgement or to complete hate.
A uniqueness of originality took over, instead of an influential branding.
No, she'll never see hell or heavens gate.

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