A little angel weeps cold and bloody
Somewhere someone holds in his hands
Her wings of Silver
As she cries he tears them
One feather at a time he destroys them
She tore them to be like him
And in return he destroyed them
A contest entry
- Anything and everything-prewrites allowed-2nd contest by Midgetbridgey.
350 points, ended July 11, 2008, 245 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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WOWEY very powerful just as always
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I will comment after the contest finishes
Best of Luck
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dark , harsh and a bit of love and sacrifice , lots of pain with a touch of light
keep writing
Anya Mom
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theres so much in this, deep and sad but so thought out in my opinion..I really like it
Cindy
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