No Angel



Stitched wings

Attached to frail bones

Darkened eyes

Lifeless as stone

Halo teetering

By uneven horns

Once a smile

Before being born

No color shown

Pallet a pasty pale

Never any sunshine

In a world so stale

Lips crusted over

From the words unspoken

Corrupted mind

In a soul that’s broken

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to this side of heaven

we are but fallen angels

at least we know how to fly

even if we are stuck on the ground




"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot

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I have your word choices and

I have your word choices and bleak imagery.

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Thanks for reading :) Happy

Thanks for reading :) Happy you like it. 

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