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| Fallen Again Reading his note with a sigh The fallen one began to cry 'Goodbye my heart goodbye my soul' And inside her she felt a gaping hole Time went on and she was strong Well so she thought, but she was wrong Then came a day when she wanted no more Her life without him felt so poor Her pain was only multiplied When with her rope she tried to die She gave herself to despair And focused on another pair Into her life an angel came And her wild heart he tried to tame The fallen one relearned to fly And with her angel could reach the sky Her past pain quickly melted away She felt she could live another day But all things must someday end As also proved the fallen's friend The fallen one with tears of pain Steel tears falling in a steady rain Fallen Angel reached for her pen The fallen angel has fallen again |
| Welcome to my very own poetry corner. Being the Fallen Angel doesn't leave much time for puppy dogs and fluffy clouds so you won't find much romantic drivel here. What you will find is real. I'm not going to compromise my emotional power just because a few people might think I'm nutty. Now that I've warned you, grab you're frappachino and read away. Ok, so you know I was getting a little bored so I've decided to put random pictures along the edge of this page. I hope you enjoy them. |
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| The One I'm lost and found In a single instant Everything blurs And it's perfectly clear The world stops But everything spins I'm floating But I feel the ground beneath me The floor is the ceiling But I stand on it Iwant to laugh And cry My eyes are shut But I see every detail Everything is wrong And it's perfect I'm in new territory And I'm finally home |
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