Marked by sadness and worn by tears.
The end of her days are soon coming near.
Shadowed in darkness, and cast aside.
She lost everything even her pride.
Shunned away and on her own.
No where else in the world to roam.
The devil slowly spreads his evil.
She's losing everything even her own free will.
These tears are shed marking her face.
Changing the love in her heart into unimaginable hate.
The darkness slowly resides in her heart.
Everyday it's tearing her apart.
Her wings are torn and riddled with hurt.
They slowly fall each day becoming one with the dirt.
She can't turn back this evil curse.
For it she will suffer something far worse.
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This poem was based off this picture>>>>>
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Words To No One
PoesíaThese are just poems that I have written for years now, but never was able to publish until now. I was in fear of what expressions they would bring to others, but I soon realized it didn't matter because they were words to no one.
