Golden light surrounded her ,
It engulfed her ,
She grew wings ,
As she played on swings ,
She was always an angel,
Always his angel ,
And as she died ,
She new he'd hide ,
As she drowned in him ,
She knew this would be her last sin ,
Her last fight ,
Tonight ,
Sins were forgiven and forgotten,
As she lay wrapped up in Cotten ,
He dumped her in a river ,
As he fled with a shiver ,
Her last sin ,
Was him ,
She was always his angel ,
Always and forever.
This is not about me I just thought I'd write another sad poem but not revolved around me .