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There was once an Angel A young one wings as white as snow Smile as bright as day Cheery Optimistic Happy go lucky Bringing warmth all around As she grew up Her wings began to get darker. First it was a few black speckles Starting from the very tips Through many storms She went The smile quivers Shakes them wings But they stay She grew a bit more The cherubic round face Growing longer The black speckles now covering half Like a shadow She fought Blood flew Her own and others It soon didn't make a difference She grew up Tall and lanky Her wings are now black Like a raven's Her eyes were guarded The bright spark Now a hard glitter She barely smiles anymore And when she does, It isn't The same Leaving a trail of Ice Wherever she goes An icy fire Burning within Keeping her going.
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 9:00 AM UTC
Growing Up
There was once an Angel A young one wings as white as snow Smile as bright as day Cheery Optimistic Happy go lucky Bringing warmth all around As she grew up Her wings began to get darker. First it was a few black speckles Starting from the very tips Through many storms She went The smile quivers Shakes them wings But they stay She grew a bit more The cherubic round face Growing longer The black speckles now covering half Like a shadow She fought Blood flew Her own and others It soon didn't make a difference She grew up Tall and lanky Her wings are now black Like a raven's Her eyes were guarded The bright spark Now a hard glitter She barely smiles anymore And when she does, It isn't The same Leaving a trail of Ice Wherever she goes An icy fire Burning within Keeping her going.
Sound familiar? A representation of what happens when we grow up.
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 9:00 AM UTC
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