Into The Woods.
She may be broken, but it's all she has.
She may be mistaken, but it's who she is.
She may be unread, but she's still unfinished.
She may be misheard, but no one is listening.
She looks in the mirror to see her black eyes and crooked smile.
"This can't be me, of who I have turned into..." she turns and faces looking out the window towards the woods...."my wings are broken...father can you fix them...."
He tilts his head and faces her "child you have not learned what has been taught....you may be broken but the broken still fly...." She looks down at what she has before her and lays down to rest one last final time. "It's my time, I've known it for so long..." I've had my doubts my worries my dreams taken all from me so many faces so many words taken and yet still I do not care about it at all..... if I could go back to see your face I would, or would I erase your name upon that wall....my wall....those walls that I've built so high you made them stay there and now here I am to die without you here makes me cry for what you had given me....was nothing more then bitter sweet memories....
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PoesíaA book full of my poems based on my life and heart break. About old lovers, some old break ups and old problems. Each poem I have written with emotion and full of heartache or love. I hope you guys like it....(Some of the photos are off of google so...
