Broken Angel

Be my beautiful broken angel
Swallowed up by the dark
Fallen from grace
With a broken heart
Torn and tattered wings
Ripped apart by the night
Eyes gouged by the shadows
Never again to see light
My sweet hollow treasure
Without love or a friend
Just pain and misery
As company for your end
Scared, scarred, and maimed
Silent unheard plea
Full of denial and regret
But I know it’s just me

~Teara

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Hello, Internet!

Hey there, universe. I appreciate the way you’ve been kicking my butt lately, but it’s finally my turn to kick back!

Hello to everyone that’s still hanging around. I just want to give a great big hug and thank you to you guys, gals, and complete weirdos (like me). Also super shout out to Ragazza Triste. If you haven’t already, you should check out her blog. She has amazing posts and pieces that I am in love with. YOU SHOULD GO THERE!

 

And now that I’m done pressuring you, I present a new short story titled Little Snow Doll. There are birds chirping and beautiful flowers blooming outside, so obviously I give you a story set in winter, after a massive snow storm. Please read and comment. Happy reading!

 

~Teara