Fallen, by Darkblade County Subscribe to rss feed for Darkblade County

You yell at me,
You hurt me,
You burn me,
yet you still love me.

Do you hate me as much as I love you?
Do you enjoy bringing me pain?
You have your cold eyes,
and I have my scared eyes.

I'd spread my wings and fly,
but you shoot me down again.
It's too late to save me,
and every time I fall,
I always die.

I hate how you hurt me,
Yet I love you so,
I'd spread my wings and fly,
but you push and shove and throw,
me down to the ground,
and I can't get up again,
I'm a fallen angel,
and this is how I died.
Posted: 2013-03-21 21:54:36 UTC

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2013-04-07 05:44:38Natural_beauty_Ashe
Very nice