Bitter apathy plays across your lips
while these angels cry red tears,
hoping you find relief apart from bitterness.
I can hold the mirror
but you have to look,
pain and fear
aren't the best vestments to wear
when you are handing out blessings.
Smile in the pain
while the night if falling
and we know the end is coming.
Even if Hell comes,
Heaven can be in the smallest spaces
if you just look.
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