Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by SmilePretty, Dec 11, 2006.

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  1. SmilePretty

    SmilePretty Staff Alumni

    Her wings have turned to black,
    like the metalic shackles that holde down her hopes and dreams.
    She is an angel with no halo.
    She is bound by the torment and hate that has left her heart cold and black.
    She will rise from the ashes...reborn
    She will sit on the left hand side of the lord and dine with the saints.
    Her tattered dresses and broken wings will once more be prestine.
    Her heart will find peace,
    and her soul will find heaven.
  2. The_Discarded

    The_Discarded Staff Alumni

    How beautifully metaphorical, and magnificently sculpted.

    You are a talent in its essence.
  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Dear Fear;

    I keep telling you that you just keep getting better and better and better...:smile: :smile: :smile: That was just beautiful!! I love it!!:smile:

  4. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    wow that was a great poem hun...

    I enjoyed it so much...

    love BP
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