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Tuesday, 8 May 2007
01:43:49 PM (GMT)
Blood seeping from the wings,
of an angel fallen from grace.
Mud smeared all around her,
and covering her pretty face.
Her wings lye in front,
of the angel on her knees.
She begging for salvation,
she begging now *Please.*
She waits for her saviour,
of one who'll save her now.
She knows she'll know,
but she won't know how.
Her wings growing cold,
and she can no longer fly.
She watches the clouds,
and looks up at the sky.
In secret shes a liar,
she ripped her wings herself.
Now she on a pedastal,
a lonely empty shelf.

Comments 
abc_ asks:   8 May 2007   788726  
Speak of the Devil is short for "Speak of the Devil and he shall
come". It was believed that if you spoke about the Devil it would
attract his attention and he would appear.
‹Music_Lover_121091_<3› says:   8 May 2007   244943  
i like this poem
 
‹*=ForgottenInNothingness=*› shouts:   8 May 2007   913221  
JESUS CHRIST JENN!!!! I KNOW U LIKE THEM SAY SOMETHING NEW DAMNIT!!!!
 
Bloody_Rose725 says:   2 March 2008   781958  
wow....did u write this it's very cool...
‹*=ForgottenInNothingness=*› says :   24 March 2008   342991  
yes. i did thank you
 

 
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