A/N: A poem about Christine told from Erik's point of view
The Angel in Hell
Heaven and Hell
So far apart
Yet connected in that unknown abyss called eternity
They can not exist without with other
So they simply coexist
Living and thriving apart,
So far away
But when you, my angel
Came to hell
Heaven and Hell no longer only coexisted
They were one
One angel came to change my hell
Twisting my heart and soul
Confused with what is the right way
Then I realized that angels weren't meant for hell
Just as I can not enter heaven
I send you away
Back to heaven
Back to the way things were
Why am I still here with a new heart
The one you give me
Twisting in this unknown torment
The angel has returned to heaven
But now heaven and hell never seemed so close
Stop my heart from soaring
Stop my heart from wishing
You were meant for heaven
I was meant for hell
Stay in heaven
Then maybe I can forget the memory of my angel brightening my hell to save my soul
My angel burning in those consuming flames
all in attempt to save me from myself
You can't save me from hell, my angel
Here I am trapped forever and always
Burning in hell for eternity with nothing but that tormenting memory of
The Angel in Hell
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera
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