one wing in the flames

One wing in the flames the other in the grave. Reaching up high with hands in chains. Stole your pride for the price of their games. Battered your soul with theirs lies and the songs they sang. One wing in the grave the other up in flames. Took the halo off your head. My poor bruised angel you dont have to live this way. Rise from the ashes and show the world the beauty in the pain. Wear those scars as trophies be proud



Poetry by Luna Nightshade
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Written on 2017-06-09 at 23:26

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo.
Ken
2017-06-20


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo.
Ken
2017-06-20


Kathy Lockhart
Sing this song. It is yours!! Brava!!
2017-06-11



This is so very good. The first line grabbed me by the heart and the last one squeezed hard. An excellent poem!
Ashe
2017-06-10


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo!
Ken
2017-06-10