Hour One: Angel of Light

Author’s Note: A poem that talks about my alias name, and no, it’s not supposed to fully rhyme. It’s freelance poetry. Enjoy!

I am the girl who never sleeps,

the girl who’s capable of haunting your dreams.

Yet I am the girl who has one of the kindest souls,

who has found enough willingness and wisdom not to hand out coals.

I am the girl who writes out of great pain,

dying to her false self with much to gain.

Today Angel of Light is born.

I hope all of you don’t mourn.

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