Hush. I hear your crys. I am here for you. We all are. A community of strength, love, and happiness Though happiness seems to be lacked We all join together Parade our Pride It doesnβt stop the hate The wounded The innocent victims The Death Facing Inequality and injustice Standing up is the only way to stop it
Fight For whom you ask? The Fallen Angels.
I love this because it quite honestly looks like an angel. (In between the story, I will add poems like this)