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Post by Elisha on Jan 29, 2004 12:37:41 GMT -5
The Angel kneels with broken wings Her teardrops shine like stars She bows her head and hides her face Ashamed of what we are And thorns can grow from broken dreams The price of life is blood The Angel knows the answers As she kneels there in the mud The secrets we would die to keep The Angel knows them all She feels the hate inside of us We made this Angel fall Her tearstained face is full of love Contorted in her pain And none could match her beauty Though she's sobbing in the rain She turns her face up to the sky And hevean hears her cries The stars begin their weeping as They watch our Angel die
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Post by EllenMitchells on Mar 10, 2004 10:53:55 GMT -5
this is really good, i wish i could write like that. its kind of sad though. i like it alot ;D
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Reality Bytes
been around the block
I spend too much time on my computer...
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Post by Reality Bytes on Mar 11, 2004 17:43:06 GMT -5
Wow... that is all I can say... wow
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Post by 'the'*devil* on Mar 11, 2004 23:27:33 GMT -5
wow Elisha, its been too long since ive read your work. So sweet, ytet sad, and thoughtful It made me think Thankyou for sharing it
lUv dev
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Post by ~Erosion of the physco mind~ on Mar 12, 2004 16:32:58 GMT -5
wow.....that's really good....and really sad....but really really good!!!!! :'(it could make someone cry!!!!! *fallz to floor in tearz*
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