Fallen angelA Poem by RubyOmmaooof
How to move on
Hard to move on Pulled away lost and frayed. Ropes that hang. Taken and flown the pond has stagnated. I miss my old self. The doctors don't help they just tell me Pull up your boots and tighten your knots. Get better. But how? Fallen Angels all over the place I can't look at my face. There is a big bruise there on my forehead. I'm shaking and I can't carry this anymore. It's heavy and I am just a little one. Just a little girl Just a little world all in myself. Burned off my blonde hair and now it is brown. I wish I could take it all down. I am fallen, like a demon angel Bites and whips and chains. Shackle me up in my straight jacket. Please.
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3 Reviews Added on March 6, 2015 Last Updated on March 6, 2015 AuthorRubyOmmaPohang/Deagu, Gyeongsandbuk do, South KoreaAboutI'm silly and fun and a little lost right now. more..Writing
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