Angel from the darkness

by *.*Un-pretty Angel*.*   Dec 7, 2005


The angel from the darkness,
Has finally woken up,
From her scariest nightmare,
Which is not about a broken cup.

As she sits on her coffin bed,
Her eyes starts to bleed,
Blood from her heart,
Its just him she really needs.

All over her body are scars,
Which she really wish she forgets,
But there is too many stories,
Cutting she must let.

She really loved him,
He was her everything,
She will do anything for him,
Even cutting and dying,

But for him he don't care,
She was just a game he played,
Now he is bored and starts to play another game,
While her blood floods as she laid.

But really she hasn't woken up yet.
For that was a dream,
She will never see life again,
Never be able to eat ice cream.

For really she is died,
Lying in a coffin bed,
But the blood still increase,
As she puts down her head.

* Sorry not very good, i didn't know what to write so i just wrote some ramdon stuff lol. Please comment on it!

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