The forbidden fruit of good and evil in your grasp
A bite from its core and eternal life will never last
Thorns embed deep wounds beneath your soul
Deceptions from a serpent drag you into a dark hole
Your god-gifted purpose, you do not seek to find
A plague of cruel tragedies has made you blind
You must never attempt to crucify your faith
Towards sinful fellowmen, you must cease to hate
Fully consumed by the wicked devil, you are not
For your glimmering halo, he had not yet sought
Spread your wings, little angel of the holy one
The task of sharing your light, you haven't done
Never say that your existence is of no worth
Indeed, your flesh was created from garden dirt
But your angelic wings are of gold and crystal clear
Preach this message of affection to those with ears
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A/N: Saying that you're worthless is worthless. Each and everyone of us was born into this world to fulfill a purpose. Choosing a path to ruin your own life is unnecessary. You need to open your eyes and see that there are others who have it far worst than you. And with that, your purpose may be to share them the light that no one was able to show you.
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Wings
PoetryAllow me to become your wings, Wings of guidance to reach the light Wings of strength to win the fight Wings of courage to encounter the night Wings of hope to see a future, so bright *Each of us has a unique pair of wings. Even when broken, it is...
