Angel in Mirrors and glassAngel in Glass and PaintAngel in Mirrors and glass
I see through the eyes of a man and at times speak with the voice of a serpent I have spent eternity wandering the world enraged at all things and feeling above all others In these things I have become vain and selfish
The day came as I stood in front of a glassed window of paint, I saw an Angel She was perfect in all ways, In my mind I wondered the unthinkable and knew nothing c
