Look at me,
I am more than a broken wing.
Just look down and see,
I am no bing.
My face is strained,
with dried tears.
That has drained,
with all my fears.
Hey there, just see here,
I want to be loved.
Extend your hand and come near,
I am tired of being unloved.
Look into my eyes,
you will find a soul.
I am tired of lies,
that give my heart another hole.
I want to be caressed,
I want to be freed.
I don't want to lie here cased,
like I did a bad deed.
I have a heart,
I have a soul.
Pick me up,
and make me whole.
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Fallen Angel
PoetryPoem collection on angels. These angels are not the fragment of imagination. Here, fallen angels refer to those who loved but faced denial, cared but faced indifference, supported but faced ridicule.
