an angel, he said
unbreakable, he mumbled
then pushed me off the cliff,
hoping that my wounds turned to wings,
yet, i was broken anyway.
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Rain Thoughts
Poetrythese words are more like: breezy air, warm blankets, and the smell of the ground after the rain
Angels & Cliffs
an angel, he said
unbreakable, he mumbled
then pushed me off the cliff,
hoping that my wounds turned to wings,
yet, i was broken anyway.
