"Fallen Angel"

"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
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what-the-frick

Astoria & Ever After, OH



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