Angelic, she WasA Poem by Ryan Heisela poem describing the harsh reality of being a good person in such a cruel world as ours
Angelic, she was, a celestial being. A horrific slaughter, nothing worth seeing. She closed her eyes in panic, Hoping to drown the proceeding. With a knife to her throat, the intention of harm, She lay there in fear, in total alarm. A whip to her face and a squeeze of her breast, The assassin left her completely disarmed. With blood on her face, tears in her eyes, Here lays a young girl, awaiting demise. Desperate, she begs, Distressed she cries, With a whip of a knife, the end of her world, a young girl lay bleeding, screaming, then dies
Angelic she Was
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Added on March 3, 2009Last Updated on March 3, 2009 AuthorRyan HeiselOklahoma City, OKAboutI spend a large portion of my days wandering about the lake or out in a forest either drawing painting or writing. I prefer to write about not so much real situations but situations I more so wish wer.. more..Writing
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