The weeping angel crouches
Tears of terror stream down her face
Called by a name that isn't hers
Where did it all go wrong?
A storm brewing in her face
The feeling of darkness surrounds her
A loud light comes from behind
A siren singing of escape
Suddenly a spark from the clouds
As she stands the low beams turn off
Something stops her, pulls her back
Her sister needs her
Shaking she turns away
And runs to life
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Author:
Nikicloud9 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem I wrote when I was going through a tough time. 9/16/13 I was 19 years old.
- Category: Short story
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