the broken angel

May 30 2001 at 10:41 AM
danielle  (Login mothchild)
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and all the while she cries for the unconscious
to become something that never was
seeps into the sorrow corner that is her mind
and dreams of somthing that will never be real

she sings a song screaming
and no one dares to hear
loathing the next day completely
fearing the openness there

clutches her broken wings
melting into the moulding wood
she will be the broken angel
she will be misunderstood.

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