Angel with the broken wings

by AngelWithTheBrokenWings   Apr 5, 2007


Falling from heaven is the angel with the broken wings
as she is falling she quietly sings

cut marks and scars all down her wrist
her hands are balled tightly in a fist

heavens gates closed right in her face
in everyones eyes shes nothing but a disgrace

and as she sits on the damp grass
she watches her life quickly pass

she don't know what to do about all her pain
and she starts t to think she is no longer sain

crimson tears flowing from her eyes
everything in her life has been nothing but lies

as she sits and crys she gets a knife in hand
she going to do what she always planned

she cuts her wrist for the final time
and she is slowly paying for this final crime

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