She looked out her window,
Seeing the hideous world before her.
Amongst the chaos she saw a speck of light.
It was floating around,
Lost and afraid.
She saw the innocence in the small light,
And so, she unfurled her magnificent wings,
And flew through the ugliness and darkness.
She has to save the little light.
But, alas,
She was too late.
The poor light got devoured by the monsters,
And now, she was alone once again.
Her heart, her emotions and her tears stained black.
The monsters ripped her wings apart,
They drained the purity from her soul.
And now,
She was reborn,
She was one with the rest of the world.
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Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
