Fallen Angel

It doesn’t really rhyme I know but I hope you like it.
I too was once an angel.
I had my wings white as winter snow.
But look at me now.

My wings are ripped form my spine.
And I have no more tears to cry.
So instead I sit.

In the corner my head down.
Unaware of all around me.
Alone, and a fallen angel.

I’m cursed forever.
Living with all my regrets.
There is no one to forgive me.

By abby lolz
Published: 5/1/2009
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