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I did not write this poem and I've had it so long I can't remember the name of the author, but I just want to say I don't own it, so don't sue me.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Words: 100 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-01-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2887557
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These wings are broken…
This heart has cried…
These strings attached have
Been pulled too tight…
With the blackest soul.
And the darkest eyes.
Life has no meaning
For the angel of lies…
With poison lips.
And the coldest heart.
She'll kill all your dreams…
With the darkest of arts…
She has no feelings…
No tears to cry.
Her reason for being
Is to ruin your life…
She feeds off your fear.
It fuels her hate…
She drains your spirit.
She makes no mistakes…
With her broken wings.
And the darkest eyes.
Just remember...
Beware the angel of lies…
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