Blue AngelA Poem by Sabbath_NikoleMythical Girls # 7I'm exhuasted, drained, running on empty Wearing a path in the floor
Thinking of all these things These things that I own
Wondering how Thinking why? But I never seem to make it Much past that Beyond all the questions
I feel myself spiraling down Sitting like this With my head against the dead wood table
Looking from this angle Perusing my life Debating oh what do I do? With this life
Wondering if I'll make it Wondering if I'll break it In my time
Dreaming up how Thinking of now What do my words mean to you?
What dreams will I share with you? Oh what do I do? If you come right through Oh what will I do With my angel dressed in blue? © 2010 Sabbath_NikoleAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on July 12, 2010 Last Updated on July 12, 2010 AuthorSabbath_NikoleSomewhere in, OHAboutI am a thinker, in some ways Im considered an adult. I have a passion for some things that could rival the suns heat. Im not just another face in the crowd. Im a sister to two, and a cousin and godmot.. more..Writing
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