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Creative Writing, Prose, Writing

Little Angels

Angel 013Three little angels in wingless dance
singing toneless songs
– head voice!

Claws of malice, teeth of madness
round and around
an eternal story;

it´s about confusion
days full of delusion
timeless waiting
for a silent death.

Hopeless, shameless,
leaving nothing behind
no trace of the flower

I once was.


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