

Fallen AngelFallen Angel Crawling in my forlorn appearance I hide my soul behind these tattered wings Tattered and broken as they are Plucked of light, stained in tears and blood.Fallen Angel
In quiet despair upon the cold earth Smeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary knees And clutched timidly between my fingers Rests one last jewel of Hope.
A single unblemished plume plucked From the silver light of dawn A feathered ray of light from beyond To illuminate the void that has me bound.
This precious barb of silk Once lost as I was and forgotten Blazes now to i
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BFF with awesome writings: [link]
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"Know what it feels like to run from the cops at least once in your life"
- Chris -A.K.A.- "HeyChris" Gutierrez
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Thnks Fr th Mmrs- Fck Vwls.
ISupportTheZebraGayBar
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"The problem with people is stupidity. Why don't we just take the safety labels off of everything and let the problem solve itself?"
~ Unknown ~
see yas in skool
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BFF with awesome writings: [link]
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"Know what it feels like to run from the cops at least once in your life"
- Chris -A.K.A.- "HeyChris" Gutierrez
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Thnks Fr th Mmrs- Fck Vwls.
ISupportTheZebraGayBar
*expresses joy*
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