Michael the last Arch Angel protector
Weeps in his heart's heart his toxic rainbow
His pain, his chast promise never to leave
Still he leaps through the hoops for her; Hoping.
My room is heat, boiling for the lord
Look up my friend see the true light
Pick up your sword and fight again for you!
Put on your armor of yourself fine sir.
Happiness cannot be found within now
it can be found in nature's cute creatures
Go for a walk and find some ice old tea.
Mute yourself do not spread toxicity
Work on feeling okay that is the first
Love is the last thing you need Michael mon
Pain is not normal
anymore just feels painful
Love your inner goth
Pain is not normal
Yet is comes so natrualy
Happiness is normal
Yet it is so hard to find
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