Dear fallen Angel. I know you’re playing all the scenes back.
It seems that you may never get your wings back.
I understand. You knocked on the wrong door again.
It’s not too late for you. One day your wings will soar again.
Sometimes you laugh then you cry. Why oh why?
You were once way up high. Now you think you’re going to die.
This isn’t the end. This is your resurrection.
It’s time for you to take a step in a new direction.
Straighten up, fly right and walk a different line.
Change your thoughts and start thinking with a different mind.
Wipe the blood off your wings. No more treacherous lies.
Heal your wings and stretch them back towards the skies.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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