The Angel of Senghennydd Court

Glistening nights, drinking it up,
to the night sky she lifts her cup.
Innocence lost to the music,
her stolen life fades. One last trick.

Starving herself into his arms.
Would they notice if she self harms?
Her inflicted paranoia,
one more hit, here comes hypnoia.

She can't get him out of her head,
temptation in another's bed.
No one knows she's falling apart.
Cause of death? A conflicted heart.

Fading now, she steps to the edge.
Arms out, one more step off the ledge.
She's waited long enough to fly.
They ignored her, now they'll ask why.

Forever young for a life cut short.
The Angel of Senghennydd Court.


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