Dark Angel (poem)

The dark angel with the scorpion tail
And the elegant wings of black,
Wanders through the forest at night
Making sure not to look back. 
Nobody knows what the dark angel is.
Everyone asks if she's good or bad. 
Do they love her, or do they fear her?
An enemy or a comrade?
The dark angel feels out of place
As the other angels are light and sweet. 
She wonders where her place should be
Because she feels incomplete.
The dark angel is different and perfect
But the light angels taunt and jest. 
She is lovely, she is shining,
Although they say she's a pest. 
The dark angel is special and has talent
Yet still, she scares light angels away. 
She is beautiful and flawless
Even though they don't give her a candle to her flame. 
Although she's different from other angels, 
She isn't quite that scary. 
As dusk arises, she thinks to herself
That the light angels should be wary. 
They need to see who she really is
And they need to understand
That she's not as evil as they think
And their rumors are getting out of hand. 
She looks at the stars in the purple sky
And wonders what the night will bring.
The moonlight shines quite brightly
Which makes her think about something. 
She is more than a cherub of misery
And brings more than pain and woe
She has a kind and caring heart
That's what other angels don't know. 
She'd catch anyone if they fell 
And pick them up when they were down
She liked having someone to talk to
She was a nice angel to be around. 
Someday, she hopes to show other angels
Who she really is inside
Underneath her tail and black wings
Her beauty and perfection is something she cannot hide. 
Her wings of black will spread wide and free
She'll show them that she's harmless. 
She will show the other angels that she's not evil
She's a good angel of darkness.
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