Old Soul Paradox

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ni feminovelist

ni feminovelist

An angel born from the light,

and raised by darkness.

Fallen from heaven,

crowned in hell.

Fated to live as mortal,

but chosen to face death.

A princess hidden in a stranger,

an angel without wings.

Dressed in beauty and fantasy,

masked by her fears.

The key to both life and death,

those eyes have all the thoughts unsaid.

Soul so dark,

but heart made of gold,

Look through her eyes,

let her secrets unfold.

[ I've written this poem later in 2014 and used it on my bio. This is before I started Lyrical Paradox. ]