fallen>?>?, by broken&bruised_only.used
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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
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Posted: 2006-09-14 17:44:46 UTC |
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2006-09-25 01:35:39 | User |
You are a great writer..I love your poems..keep it up..!! |