Basil B Animation: Boredom Poem

This is my boredom poem:

I've lazily called it Death of an Angel. I might change its name later on.

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I watched you through my open window

In the street below

You stood there in the cold harsh yellow

Of the streetlight’s glow

The Man looked like he wanted blood

The way he lurked around

He stalked the shadows like a cat

And barely made a sound

He walked up and you kissed him there

With passion, but with hate

A kiss that made the streetlights flare

A kiss that sealed your fate

He backed away and said something

I couldn’t understand

You argued back, and from my view

I saw the world expand

I saw the heavens and the hells

Sin, purity and death

And when you stopped it all returned

I had to catch my breath

And in a flash the world returned

My room, the streets, the light

You two were the there, held in embrace

He grinned in dead delight

His knife was hidden in his coat

And quickly, I must note

He had the dark blade in his hand

Held under your throat

And here he whispered in your ear

But you did not reply

And in one go he slit your throat

And spat on you goodbye

I see this in my dreams always

Your skin a faded blue

And I feel pain and hear the wails

The angels cry for you

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Boredom Poem