Guardian Angels

I have fallen,
Gone so low.
You pushed me over the edge,
I started falling towards hell;
I could feel the heat of the flames
On my bare flesh.
My screams were drowned out
By the scorching flames.
There was a bright light,
A cool wind from the flapping of wings.
My Guardian Angels had heard my cries,
Felt my pain.
They took me in their arms are carried
Me away, out of Hell;
To be with them in Heaven.
Forever.

Author: Jessica May

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