Angels Overweight

ngels overweight

In offices of gold

everyone you hate

different from your mold

Angels overweight

with diseases self-imposed

though some are fake

though some are hoax

Angels overweight

so hungry and deprived

who vacuum clean all plates

Don’t eat the knives!

Angels overweight

lacking self-control

you decide my fate

while drowned in alcohol

Angels overweight

so pregnant, sick

in your “broken” state

I have been your pick 

For twenty years

Your dedicated slave

A shadow mere

No one can save

Angels overweight

You’ve kept me on my toes

Your endless hate

Your endless woes

With your smelly feet

You dirtied my soul

With your ugly deeds

With your wicked role

Angels overweight

In offices of gold

Your state of hate

A deep black hole

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