Broken wings
I do despair
With little done with child's fare
A telling lie of happiness
The small angel lets herself drift.
She weaves a tale to passersby
Of all the wonders she shall find.
Joyous tales and happy endings.
Beneath stand all the crawling feelings.
Pain, loneliness, despair
A wince as cold wind blows through her hair.
One, two, three, more
Feathers to pick up
Wings missing
Blood spilling
And innocent tongue
Dirtied with small white lies
Behold the tiny, wingless angel
Dark shadows pass by
The sky darkens over
In the blink of an eye...
She's gone.
Never to love
Never to hold
All along she's lost
Broken; turned to dust
Pick up the feathers
The broken pieces
Repair what you have done
It was a lie of love she spoke
For you alone and once
Repair the damage torn anew
Save the fallen angel
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"And for all your worth...
Wake them up.
Show them the world
And let them sleep.
Sleep and remember the world.
A world as it should be,
Away from the chaos surrounding the birth."
~A wolf speaks it's name~
"Love me for me."
Wake them up.
Show them the world
And let them sleep.
Sleep and remember the world.
A world as it should be,
Away from the chaos surrounding the birth."
~A wolf speaks it's name~
"Love me for me."