Another angelA Poem by ZedenA guitar song I never finished
Another angel lost from my hands reminds "hey, you're used to bad ends.
Yes I'm used to the pain girl and I don't feel the rain falling. Thought I found a shiny pearl, looks like was just an empty shell...im sorry. Haunted by feelings every night, buried deep in my darkest side. Punch the wall to feel alive Blood on my hands, tears like I'm five. And another angel lost from my hands reminds me... "hey, you're used to bad ends". But I'm dead among deads and I don't need anyone who says... "You're a good guy" huh.. Who cares; When that s**t inside me burns... And another angel lost from my hands reminds "hey... you're used to bad ends. © 2020 ZedenAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 2, 2020 Last Updated on December 2, 2020 AuthorZedenKavala, GreeceAboutI'm 25 years old. I loved to write stuff since I was a kid. I'm the type of person who will start to write something with passion but I'll stop at the second page. I'm not good with English but I'm tr.. more..Writing
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