Slave angel

by StandStill   Mar 1, 2008


A slave to the messes
the horrid world confesses
and the problems she cannot fix
are cruel demon tricks
so for the world an angel weeps
inside of her their pain she keeps
and continually the world gets colder
freezing its resting place, her shoulder
and the angel, she can only cry
as she watches the world die

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  • 17 years ago

    by she

    Buetifully sad, luved it!

  • 17 years ago

    by Alvaro

    And the angel, she can only cry
    as she watches the world die

    wat the hell.. what lines.. in poetry have i ever read.. wow.. that is beyond what i can go.. it reached the limit of my unknown.. that was beauty finish..

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