Tuesday, 3 April 2012

lately.


you can't believe, that you have a broken angel.
the little one who shines like the dew, who always puts you through hell.
but, always.
now, it is cold, it is hard, and she shivers.
she wants you around.
she makes a wish, she whispers.
but she is a broken angel. and her feathers shed.
it is not your fault,
that she is a broken angel. she flies, she falls.
but it's not your fault.
come around, once.
she is a daughter, she's a child, but she's broken.
she feels cold. hold her once.
like a father does his child.
she's wrong. but she was right.
she leaves your hand, but to hold.
she's broken. just hold her once.
and yes, you have a broken angel.
you still do.

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