FORSAKEN ANGEL
By JAP
Cursed, fallen
Forgotten, broken
That was me
A forsaken, bloody angel
Not pure, nor holy
But forsaken, forgotten
I had forget the place with heart
And my own dream seed fruit
Forsaken, forgotten
My white wings became red
Cause I'm broken, cursed
When will I can be an angel again?













Comments
Anyway,this is my kind of poem,it's absolutelly cool and so emotional ^^
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Holy water is just a plain water... There's nothing special about it.
- Shizuma Hanazono
The terrorism these days is not for the ones who are dying, but for the ones who are watching.
- Krzysztof Liedel
>_> It was a really beautiful picture... Too bad... T_T
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Holy water is just a plain water... There's nothing special about it.
- Shizuma Hanazono
The terrorism these days is not for the ones who are dying, but for the ones who are watching.
- Krzysztof Liedel
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