I Was Not Expecting To Be Hit In The Face With A Good Omens Poem At Like Almost Midnight And NEARLY BROUGHT TO TEARS - Tumblr Posts

No Nightingales.©

"I forgive you."

That moment,

Right there

Was like drowning in holy water.

Ice cold antiseptic,

Burning like alcohol on a fresh wound;

Decontaminating the filthy imprints of "sin"

That I've stained onto you.

On Satan

I should've known,

Angel's aren't made for human desire

So In all honesty, Angel,

Don't bother.

No Nightingales.©

"I forgive you."

That moment,

Right there

Was like drowning in holy water.

Ice cold antiseptic,

Burning like alcohol on a fresh wound;

Decontaminating the filthy imprints of "sin"

That I've stained onto you.

On Satan

I should've known,

Angel's aren't made for human desire

So In all honesty, Angel,

Don't bother.