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Broken Angel

I see you through broken glass, trying to define your past. I see you through broken dreams, of what was, wasn't meant to be. Love is all you asked, but couldn't get, what happen to love, honor and cherish, some people can't commit. Now I see you with different eyes, and their kind of gray and hazed, which puts you in a different light, a broken angel, a child of delight, a broken angel, with the will to fight.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
I wrote this for a friend a long time ago, her husband use to beat her, now she's with a good man, who treats her like a princess, that she is.

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Comments (2)

This was a sad read, but glad it had a good outcometeddybear
Rachael_0622online today!

You r a thinker
A consoler
Great read

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