You glided on wings, when you wanted to fly. I fell in love with an angel in the sky. She would jump from the heavens and land on her feet. But if she skipped a step, she'd miss the beat. I always had fear when I watched her fly, wings spread...She didn't even try. But one faithful night she became bored and drew a eirrie picture with nothing but blood. I came to visit her the very next day to find my fallen angel had lost her way. Her wings lay there lifeless disconnected completely. It scared me to death by the way she was bleeding. I turned a blind eye and walked away before I broke her and me. I'm sorry my angel for I am no good I can't save you, I wish you understood.
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PoetryThis is my poetry.....alot of its dark however. And for the people who are insane enough to handle a trip into my mind palace....so ya
