Falling

Falling

A Poem by Angel Szabo

The winds tender caress

It's sweet lullaby

Wishing a final goodnight

 

As i fell from the hands

Of a once caring, lost soul

That had plucked me

From my eternal home

 

I now lay dying

On this hard side-walk

Listening to the laughter passing by

Red pooled around me

 

I am broken

 

A Fallen Rose..

© 2012 Angel Szabo


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Angel Szabo
now this was off the top of my head.

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Added on June 27, 2012
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Angel Szabo
Angel Szabo

Montreal, Canada



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