The Fallen Angel...

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This poem was written about my best friend in the world. She is in a relationship that killing her on the inside. She cant or wont accept this. But I can tell, and it hurts for me to see this happen to such a amazing person. This poem was my way of telling her what I saw in her and what I notice the longer she stays with this abusive person. I love you Psycho. Best friends forever.

Submitted: December 27, 2012

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Submitted: December 27, 2012



As she holds her love close

the emptiness  continues to fill

dread turning into depression

consume by the quiet rage of darkness

'in his eyes she noticed the change

a part of her died

struggling to recapture the old times

fate slips her by

plunging her only into the madness

given by the hollow suppression

the question now is

how much will she give

till there nothing left

he only blames her

blinding herself to such lies

tears plaster her eye's

on the verge of a shatter fall

the angel cries

yet this world moves on

leaving her in the dust

of a great despair




The Fallen Angel

  to a mortal lies.....


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