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Fallen
An angel has fallen.
No one ever heard her cries
For
Mercy and help.
All they saw was the blood
Trickling from
Her ivory painted skin.
An angel has fallen.
No one ever cared enough
For
Her.
No one ever gave her a second chance.
An angel has fallen.
No one wants to remember how
They had abused her,
How they
Pushed her to the edge.
No one wants to remember
Shunning her
Whenever she
Needed help.
An angel has fallen.
And no one cares.
No one sees the wrong here.
An angel has fallen.
Her clothes drenched
In a lucious red,
Her skin striped with a
Jagged edge,
Yet no one sees the beauty,
No one cares.
hey girl, how you living? Haven't seen you for some time, jsut wanted to write to you again. I've come back to your poems and noticed that not all of them were critiqued. So here I go: This poem's just talking about truth. The main adjective that comes to my mind is : true. See you soon (hope so at least)