Wings black as night
Eyes blue as sky
Touch gentle as the breeze
And hate in his heart
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The Lonely, The Broken, and The Misunderstood
PoetryThis book is for the lonely, broken, and misunderstood. Or for people who simple want to see, what's it like in the head of the øu†çås†. BEFORE YOU READ..... *I must say, before you read if you do,this is the ups and downs of my life. Or, well, so...
Fallen angel
Wings black as night
Eyes blue as sky
Touch gentle as the breeze
And hate in his heart
