Fallen Angel
Angel fallen from the sky.
Broken! She’ll no longer fly.
Broken! She’ll no longer feel
What is fake and what is real.
Broken! She’ll no longer sing
Peaceful songs from deep within.
Broken! She’ll no longer cry
Tears of hope, her eyes are dry.
Broken! She’ll no longer shell
Those escaping arms of hell.
Broken, wings are bleeding red!
Light is fading… Life is dead…
Liana Kuperman
October 13, 2009
Fallen Angel
© Copyright: Куперман Лиана, 2010
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