She once looked into an angel's eyes.
No matter how hard that angel tries,
The angel can't disguse,
The compassion in the angel's eyes.
...
Enough is enough!
I can't take anymore!
You played too rough.
You ruined a heart that was still so pure.
...
All alone in this room,
I feel weird and maybe insane,
Then like a bomb there's a boom,
Into my mind storms a train.
...
The truth will inspire,
The soul of one like me,
Yet I am a liar,
I have and will always be.
...
So long ago I knew,
I time with no blue.
Now to go back,
I'd give up all but you.
...
One, Two, Thought your lies were true.
Three, Four, Love you even more.
...
See you there,
All alone,
My heart makes a little tear.
...
Never seeing you,
Never hearing your laugh,
Makes the rare occasion,
Of you so special.
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Hi! Well, if you take the time to ead this, I thank you. No, really, thanks! Anyway, I am not a normal teenager, I am very... different... okay, lets face it, I am weird. I write poetry for crying out loud! Well, please read my poems... um... yeah... thanks again!)
Eyes Of An Angel
She once looked into an angel's eyes.
No matter how hard that angel tries,
The angel can't disguse,
The compassion in the angel's eyes.
The angel denies,
The angel doesn't see the tears she cries,
Every time the angel comes near, a peice of hear heart dies,
All because of the angel's eyes.
She hates the angel, but the angel's eyes,
Make up for all the lies,
And at night the angel flies,
Watches her dream about the angel's eyes.
She stops and sighs,
Stops crying when she really tries,
Thinks about pain and its enormous size,
Then, yet again, cries.
The tears she cries,
The heart that dies,
When she sighs,
Will they ever be noticed by the angel's eyes?