carissa jones


My Angel


my angel has fallen and was lost.
my angel was broken and crushed.
my angel found hope.
my angel found a path.

my angel is being broken
my angel is trying find her way again
my angel is getting off the track that i set for her.

i need to find my fallen angel.
i need to help my fallen angel.
i need my fallen angel for she is my light and my path.

my angel
my angel is now fallen
but shes now my fallen angel
i will always be with my fallen angel.
because she will be my light and my pathway when im lost.
she will always be my angel

Submitted: Sunday, January 10, 2010

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  • Cynthia Ham (10/3/2012 9:32:00 AM)

    thats beautiful peoplle call me there fallingangel my facebook name is even cynthia fallingangel ham.. ur poem is amazing :) (Report) Reply

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