Fallen Fairy, by Phoenix_Ashes
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A fallen fairy sat cross legged beside a lake
Black tears of sorrow fell from her eyes
She knew the unhappiness left in her wake
She knew she was free but wanted to die
Her life a drama script with a woeful song
The rags on her back as ripped as her wings
Her wings were black and ripped, not very long
But redemption comes swiftly for those sinful things |
Posted: 2005-02-08 14:03:32 UTC |
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2007-06-07 13:02:11 | User |
This is a great poem..keep writing.. |