Like a fallen angel, I am chained to damnation.
Forever left to suffer, with no salvation.
My wings have been torn, I can no longer fly freely.
And with my freedom now gone, I am just a mere human being.
we are poets and we have our imaginations. No place, no time is barred from our visititations. It's a writer's life. :D
Yes, but ...
we are poets and we have our imaginations. No place, no time is barred from our visititations. It's a writer's life. :D