sadisticemo

She sits in a dark corner all alone, An angel who fell unwillingly into this world. She makes her way over to look in the mirror, Looking at her back her eyes begin to tear. Here wings are gone now all that's left are scars, Wings that were once so beautiful and stretched so very far. She remembers the day they were ripped off her back, There is no way she could ever forget that brutal attack. Her eyes once so bright and filled with hope, Now dark and filled with sadness they have turned cold. She once wore a beautiful glittering dress, That dress no longer glitters its now a dirty mess. Long flowing beautiful hair of gold once co