A broken angel
A broken soul
A burned out light
That's scared to come back to life
Are you sure to help me when I no longer cry tears of salt
But tears of pain
And blood
I may be an angel but first I was a dove
A simple bird who could fly with the raven of the night
The dove pure light
Raven pure darkness
But they couldn't stop looking, laughing and loving a love that won't go anywhere
The dove
The Raven
Both different but both same in one way
...they both were broken
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The Depths of the Heart
PoetryAll my work is mine, I wrote it so no stealing 😑. Please comment and like it, add it to your library please!! My work is kinda society based off of, it's also deep, and different, straight forward. I have short and long poems. Hope you like it and...
