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Fallen Angel
Contributed by
SerenBach
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Tuesday, 27th November 2007 @ 06:47:59 AM in AEST
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Her life started ordinarily,
Six years later it was in tatters.
He left. No word. No contact.
She climbs back up. Slowly.
Its far from easy.
Trust is gone. So is hope.
She lives to prove herself.
Trail after trail. Test after test.
She wonders why God chose this for her.
She doesn't speak or let anyone close or inside.
The people she wants around her don't know she exists.
The ones who are around her don't know anything.
She brings a new meaning to misunderstood.
Everyone is doing her head in.
She wants freedom. Someone to love her.
Take care of her and talk to. Thats all.
Apparently thats to much to ask for.
She's out to prove to all of them,
To shout to the world "I'm somebody and I will make it"
That everything thats happened wont hold her back.
She'll do it as soon as she gets the guts.
Well thats not going to happen anytime soon
So its back to being Invisible again.
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SerenBach
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2007-11-27 06:47:59]
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Re: Fallen Angel
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by conorshawn on
Tuesday, 27th November 2007 @ 10:49:14 AM AEST
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| hmmm i like this for i know someone that share the same tragety. |
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Re: Fallen Angel
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by Wachumiri on
Saturday, 1st December 2007 @ 09:39:01 AM AEST
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I like how the more you write, the more of your world and yourself you put on paper. You're opening up more each time, I really hope it helps you heal. Be strong.
Also, this poem has more... substance, as if you're ...relaxing your pen, writing because you want to, not out of desperation. It flows better.
Take care,
David |
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