Devan Rhodes

Rookie (July 4,1987 / Buckhannon WV)

Four Crying Angels - Poem by Devan Rhodes

I'm not mad, I'm not sad.
I'm feeling crappy, I'm feeling mad.
The tears will come, the tears will fall.
I know your home, I know it all.
Tears are subsided, tears are hid.
Now I've decided, you were only a kid.
No one knows how I feel.
No one knows how we'll heal.
It's all over in our minds.
Since now we can open the blinds.
The blinds to Heaven floor.
To see the new four.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2008

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