Sunday, November 13, 2011

The Fallen Angel

The Fallen Angel did rise

But she sure had to pay a price

Of the gifts she had within

Were frayed apart bleeding

She sat in the woods thinking

If life was for surviving or living

Often those took her wrong

But no one knew

She was the one forlorn

One by one killed her dreams

And no one heard her silent screams

A smile that never wore out

Was now breaking out to shout

The threshold to her life was forever


And all she did was


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