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An Angel Of A Different Kind

Maybe I have wings
That only need to stretch
For you to see them

The wings that you may see
Are not of the brightest white
But of black with hints of red

I’m not the fairy light of innocence
I don’t shine with unnatural brightness

My thoughts are not the purest
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The Poet In Pain 13 December 2006

Wow, nice poem. i love it. i can relate as well. im not exactly the purest..lol Poet In Pain

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