You once said...
She’s agreed to give up
What else is there to do?
She has fallen.
My fallen angel.
Her wings, immobilized.
Robes, burnt to coal.
Her beautiful face, stained with tears.
Scarlet rose petals fall.
Thorns piercing her skin.
“we’ll never fall apart” you once said.
Keep these memories to yourself,
Sweet fallen angel.
by
ixdunnoxposted on 12/31/1969
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