Broken angel

by blue_angel   Feb 23, 2006


Feel the cold air blowing

As you walk alone in the night.

Stop and sit at a quiet place,

And look if there are stars.

Notice tears running down

From your eyes that's never ending.

Then ask why you're a broken angel.

A broken angel with wings so beautiful

But nobody ever noticed.

Sad. Lonely. Incomplete.

Fate has been too selfish.

Destiny, where will I meet you?

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