Angels Confession (Poetry)

Look at how days turn to weeks to years..
We had visions of tears falling of an eagles eye..
A crystal blaze flying through the sky, capturing every form of light as it's most powerful form...
We had visions of white silk and rice flying above our heads...
Visions of warm nights in hawaiian paradice...
But since every guy cheats, you turned into Para Ice...
Unable to trust, cold as the first touch of frost...
You are the truest devil in all forms that is screaming...
We hear your song, we hear you, we hear your drama...
From the bullshit to good fits...
From your great ass, to your making mess...
I'm in love with a devil, I must confess...