Life

by Broken Angel   Jun 17, 2005


Sitting on the beach
Watching the sunset roll away
I can feel the ice cold wind hit my face
i close my eyes and point my head up. I start to think just how did i do it? How did i turn this all around? How can my life be turned around so drastically and everything still be messed up? I stare at a maple leaf fall from the maple tree as it spins and twirls right before hitting the ground. I often wonder why life does this to us. Drops us from the nest at where we were so comfortable at spins and twirls us around then drops us strait to the ground. I look to the know star filled sky thanking whoever it was that sent me an angel to show me there is more to life and helped me turn my dark and alone world around.

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