Broken Angel - Poem by precious arroyo
My angel suffer from the pain of this world.
She is swallowed up whole by misery.
She can't find her happiness,
because every time she is close it is taken away from her.
Why can't my angel be happy?
Why does she have to suffer?
Why do misery loves to follow her?
Why can't she rest?
My angel is broken.
I can't even fix her.
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