A fallen angel that crys never dies
as it weep and seeps it bleeds so deep
it's cuts and all it's badluck feel the darkess deths
it's broken heart swollen it's wings cut off
it's blood enternal it's soul far off
to die alone to be alone is that it's salvation
forever hate pleagues it's heart
as it watches the billons of faces
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I am now fiffteen and I love poetry for all that I am worth and I shall be sixteen in May, so I'm pretty excited and I'm ready to get my game on, go Sophmores.
Graduating year of 2012 A.K.A
Ace Duce
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