Write a poem/short story based of a song - Torn Wings, CHAI (이수정) - Oh My Angel (Angel's Last Mission: Love OST Part 2)

Poem story based on my 150 words: Heist entry with the ass wings

Song: CHAI (이수정) - Oh My Angel (Angel's Last Mission: Love OST Part 2)

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A friend I trusted told me

Of humans living on Earth but free

Taking care of Nature’s trees

And buzzing industrially like bees

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God made a decision during peace

Setting fair and fun competition

That every angel can play piece by piece

No time limit, certainly no elimination

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Yet my friend tore off my wings

Who saw me as an unscalable building

His eyes that found solace in cheating

Taking my everything--my things, my winnings

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It was not right, it was his fault, certainly his sin

But what can I do now than to gaze up?

As my wingless immortal body slowly became mortal

Spinning and spinnin’

Then I wake in a pub

Drunk much, so much so that it I am seeing spirals

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My back aching of someone’s crime

And a wallet without a dime nor time

This mortal body is a pain in the ass

Fuckass, kickass, I need my glass

Patting the counter

Before the bartender

Told me to leave

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Fine

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Not like I have any more paper money

And the next morn told news of honey

Sweet of someone to pay my tabs

Though it feels more like I’ve been slapped

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I should be responsible in doing

Not taking void steps and simply wandering

Looking up at the scorching sky

Where devils are flying high

Never mind, they’re just red magpies

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How many suns have passed?

Or moons did I piss out?

Dunno, won’t help my gout

Nor help me forget the past

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Walking, and wandering

My back aching and worsening

Not to mention that I am mortal

That I am not immortal,

And actually decaying, dying

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Until, I heard about this place—a massage

Took my willy time in selling newspapers

For a ticket and a passage in his garage

To a man who has manners

All I want is a massage, the lowest price too

Yet his kind eyes found pity

Asked me to shun the willy

And feel like my back finally has rescue

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So, I came a few times

Those few became relevantly friendly

As I know what keeps him rhyme

As well as his other crime

Which is caring for the elderly

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He did not tell me, hence it is a crime

Honest to goodness that I only thought of him as ‘good fingers’

Someone who I made myself linger

Someone who welcome me to his dine

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He knows where to press and touch

My mortal body which is that of elderly

By my backpain and shoulder blade scar

That he made fun but grew bear fondly

Wanting to snuggle and intimately brush

That asked for a raise in temptation’s bar

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But I held on,

Pushed him away

For he is an angel and I…what am I?

An angel scorned?

Someone who got betrayed

Someone who is like a fungi

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…

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So I stopped seeing him

Went to the gymn,

Got a trim

Changed everything on the whim

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I was in his way

Hindering his days

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He is a man for the people

For the elders at the community circle

Not for me, who is a wingless cripple

A human, an angel, a devil?

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I do not even know what am I

The latter being a spy

In my thoughts whenever I see

That angel who is always lively and free

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Thoughts and voices telling me to come back

To save me from this madness setback

In him, I can grow

In him, I can be better and live with the flow

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I need him

Only need him

For my flight

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Walking towards his garage with heavy feels

Knocking, hugging, apologizing before steal

His slippery tongue and ticklish words

Mine

His sexy body and rubbing onwards

Sign

His love that passionately led bedwards

Fine

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Temptation led him to bite down on me

While I tore off his wings, literally

Leaving him bloody, panting and broken

As I attach the wings, left him, and fly with a vengeful heart to heaven

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