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Click hereyes I know the grammar is shot to hell, as well as the spelling I'm working on fixing both, but this is still my style of writing as a lil "f you" to society lolol but none the less I'm sorry.
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i stopped running one day
for i have talked to angel today
angel of death
and all who is filled with hopelessness
all of that is grim
and all that lays forever still
he tells me of a story
about some girl
and the ways she ran from him
she occasionally stoped and waited when her life got bad
and tried to rush him forward
but when it gets good again,
when he just gets close enough
she pushes him away
and she begins to run again
he tells me it happened many times
with not only her but also others
and that he gives up
she calls out to him
when things get bad again
and he comes once again
and also leaves empty handed
he tells also that
she tried to do it herself
but she couldnt
no matter how hard she tried
so she gave up
gave up trying
gave up living her life's perposes
and embraced the coming of the angel's wings
for NO ONE has won against them
all she hoped that
her ddays will come quickly
premature,untimely,and hastingly soon
unknown but all expected
this angel continues with
how people deceive her
use and misuse her,and leave her in her own misery
growing and growing more and more
tired of all the fake people,and the fighting
just ONE person tried to help her
-and another worth living for-
but just one person reallytried
just one
but he too
left her
and with him
all back turned against her
he tells more
much too much for this single poem
so when this deadly angel ends this
this beautifully enlaced tragedic story
that he tells when i stopped running one day
-lonely,tired,empty,hopeless,and still-
i thought that she sounds awfully familiar
i didnt try to say goodbye to him
-or to anyone anymore-
turned,and ranaway
for i have talked to angel today
angel of all who is filled with hopelessness
angel of all thats is grim
angel of all that lays forever still
the angel ofthe speechless,faceless,and lifeless
the angel of death
reminds me of someone .. someone very special to me sigh...
tears