Fallen Angel

by Odessa   Sep 21, 2008


I've fallen from grace,
The broken glass,
Leaving blood on my face.

With all the death,
I couldn't help but fall.
First an Uncle,
Then a Grandfather,
And now a Grandmother.

These horrors never end,
I'm spinning,
And now I've fallen.

And I know,
I'll never go back.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Marcus blake

    Amazing thanks for sharing 5/5

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