Fallen Angel
The smile on her face
an illusion of peace
ate away on the inside
she drags her broken wings.
Trailing behind her
missing pieces here and there
shattered hearts, broken dreams
with a hint of deep despair.
Crying on the inside
falling faster toward the ground
the wind is gone beneath her wings
it's nowhere to be found.
by
losingcontrolposted on 03/31/2008
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