I'll watch my angel,
cut off her wings.
She doesn't notice,
until she tried to fly.
She ripped her dress,
and took it back.
Only to find,
the one she loved.
So she hides her tears,
as he walks away.
Her eyes go teary,
she learned not to trust him.
Motationless face sinks,
and the numbness enters.
She starts to shake,
only to find, him with her.
With a slim grin that he gives her,
and a smile back, than only to goes to tears.
She learns to hate,
instead of love.
So she stands still,
on top of her apartment building.
The cool wind blows,
threw her dress of holes.
With a deep breath,
she leans forward.
The wind picks up,
her hair flying.
She remembers her wings are no more.
school thing~
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Amazing flow, I really liked your rhtym. You're an amazing author.
keep writing,
Annie Shadows
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that was beautiful. the flow was amazing. i agree that this should be published. it tells an amazing story.
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omygosh.
this should be published. it flowed so well, and i love the line spacing! perfect.
you have talent!
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thank you very much..u make me feel so much better
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your welcome (:
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awww....i love this poem it is really good!!
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