"Fallen Angel"A Poem by what-the-frick
On the outside, she smiles at strangers.
Soothes cracked souls. Puts herself last, always. Never leaves a heart broken. In the mirror's reflection, She travels with glares and scowls. Laughs at others misfortunes. Wishes ill upon those who've wronged her. And leaves a trail of bitter, crying spirits in her wake. © 2014 what-the-frick |
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Added on March 16, 2014 Last Updated on March 16, 2014 Authorwhat-the-frickAstoria & Ever After, OHAboutI'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..Writing
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