He looked at himself in that mirror
and he hatedwho he was
He saw his life walking away
along a worn path
He chased
her and turned her around
her blue eyes scanned his
stormy eyes
She used to love him.
maybe she still loved him
she turned and continued to leave
as his tears fell down like her spirit.
her angel wings weighed her down
he hated
what he had become.
and what she would become
alone.
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Author:
Winter light (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 2nd, 2016 08:24
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Comments1
Beautiful story I enjoyed this. The way you put words together is amazing
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