fallen>?>?, by broken&bruised_only.used Subscribe to rss feed for broken&bruised_only.used

crimson lips
icy blue are the color of her eyes
and she is the secret
between all their lies

she keeps quiet 
and hides the pain
puts on the mask
can she be the same>?

fallen so far
she now has broken wings
and she preys for an answer
to make sence of these things
Posted: 2006-09-14 17:44:46 UTC

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2006-09-25 01:35:39User
You are a great writer..I love your poems..keep it up..!!