Innocence

by Brook   Nov 3, 2005


The rain pours down
The angel is crying, dying.
Her wings have been broken,
Ripped away.
Innocence gone, taken.
Inside she still hurts,
She is at her worst
Her spirit has been taken.
No more laughter,
Only tears.
The only thing she knows now
Is her fears.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Live, Laugh, Love

    Your poems are short just like mine!!! Even though they are short you still seem to get your point across. Great job hun..
    !^I Love Being In Love^!

  • 18 years ago

    by Ariana

    I love this, the short lines make it more effective, and I really liked how you added the little rhyme, 'the angel is crying, dying.' Really nice work here.

  • 18 years ago

    by xEmmax

    Awwww really sad poem, but great descriptions, full of meaning. take care xxx

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