Wings of an AngelA Poem by Dark0592The wings of an angel, they're a curse.
Angels
believe it or not, they're everywhere. They see all of your pain, all of your suffering. Your wings growing in, so to speak. They help you through it all. They help you fly on your own wings. They're always there for you, your friends, your family. But they have no wings, you may say. How can they be an angel without the pristine feathered appendages, you may ask. You see, they do have wings. That is in fact the reason why they can help you and are always there for you.
They help you fly because they themselves know how to fly. They themselves have gone through the vicious cycle of pain and suffering. Growing wings isn't easy, and it hurts more and more every time you use them. The reason you don't see their wings it's because they're not the pristine feathery appendages you expect. They're spattered with blood and gore. They can't just bring them out in a glorious display of beauty and ease. they force their way out. they hurt and they don't stop. That's why an angel hides their wings and that's why when yours are coming for the first time, they are there by your side. they know what it's like, how you feel. and they want to lessen that pain as much as possible. The wings of an angel are spattered in blood and filled with pain, but that pain brings them closer together. That pain makes them stronger. © 2012 Dark0592Author's Note
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1 Review Added on December 9, 2012 Last Updated on December 9, 2012 Tags: Wings of an Angel Dark0592 AuthorDark0592lorain, OHAboutHello, friends. I'm a teen writer that writes fanfiction and original stories as a hobby. I am a brony, but I won't post any of that here. I write about pretty much anything, really. Hope you enjoy re.. more..Writing
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