There is an angel
Who wandered to far from home
Growing hungry,
Growing cold,
And dark.
She is becoming a stone
But only at heart,
She may be a demon
But only from now on,
She has turned lifeless;
She is now fully gone.
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A Girl In Poems
PoesíaHeyo lovelies! This is a collection poems written by yours truly! My goal to write 100 poems and get them all published in a book. Hope you enjoy! ~Reedergurl2152
