Poem 10-Dead angel

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Broken glass litters the floor

Because she thought you cared

I saw, I knew but I didn't tell her

That what she felt wasn't shared

You broke her fragile little heart

And you bruised her pretty little face

Hidden between the painted lines

Hit her hard in more than one place

She never bothered to let me in

She wasn't the same as before

While I stayed out when she asked

You went ahead and entered the door

She was marked "Keep Out" by more than one

I heard her screams through the wall

Those days she used to skip and

Now I only ever see her crawl

She's fallen below your feet

And the one above cares nothing for her

An angel wasted on a drunken devil

Such a sad sight for all that we were

How can you rape an angel?

Golden hair lying upon bloody floors

I am reaching for her broken wings

Maybe she never realized they were only metaphors

As she jumped out of the window

She took the only escape route she ever knew

They call it suicide but I realize

The only murderer ever known to me is you

I cry over her shattered halo

And wish that God had broken her fall

Wasted on a violent excuse for you

When she could have had it all

Life's twisted joke and it was so cruel

If I had known I would have opened my arms

As she flew through the air

I would have taken the fall for her

Instead I sit on a broken chair

After another therapy session waiting

For my friend to return to my heart

Left me alone for way too long

And I started to tear myself apart

I want your gown of purity

Not my clouds of grey

I'm so tired now

Of reliving her last day

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