Poetry

Sierra Brodman


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14 november 2011

Angel's

Angels of the night,
Angels of the day.
She crys at night,
And hides the tears at day.

Her heart is hollow,
Her eyes show the pain,
That she trys so hard,
To hide behind her smile.

The teady bear he gave her,
Is the ashes in the fire place.
The red roses he sent her,
Are dead and now, black.

She tells him every day,
"It takes one smile,
To hide 1,000 tears."
And he just walks away.

She misses him so much,
But now she wishes to disaper.
She crys at night,
So that he wont see.

The pain he caused her,
Is filling her heart with hate.
She is tired of trying,
So she just let go.

She got what she wanted.
Her name carved into a rock,
She lays in a black satin sheet,
Beautifully laid out.






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