Hidden Angels

Hidden Angels

A Poem by HiddenAngel
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First Poem :)

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Hidden Angels

Like a poet to its beat
The strongest always take the heat

Like a writter to their ways
The brightest are always
their best days

Like a bird with their wings
Imagination sours in many ways


When a purpose takes place
Live it up till your last days

Your like an angel without wings
A hidden soul, lost in the worlds ways.

© 2016 HiddenAngel


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"when a purpose takes place
Live it up till your last days", this one has hit me with a message... I would say this was a brilliant poem to start with and you did well enough here... Your thoughts are perfectly place here... Simple and very thoughtful.....

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"when a purpose takes place
Live it up till your last days", this one has hit me with a message... I would say this was a brilliant poem to start with and you did well enough here... Your thoughts are perfectly place here... Simple and very thoughtful.....

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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