Angel
By Blacken_Heart
Angel
Angel, was always nice. to every one, any shape or size. He was always
confused, why everyone hated him. You see, Angel was gay. But his b/f loved
him with all his heart. Lee, Lee was his everything. He was Angels hopes,
dreams, wishes come true. All he wanted was to love him, just for a little
longer. All he wants now is to hold him, just for a awhile. You see, Angel
and Lee, were walking home one night from a romantic dinner, holding hands,
talking about what color there house was going to be. All of a sudden,
Angel heard two gun shots and Lee went down. As Lee lost blood, Angel held
his had, calling for help.
Angel, with a tear in his eye, looks down at the grave, Lee's grave. Where
forever he will rest in peace.
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Copyright 2004 Blacken_Heart
Published on Tuesday, January 27, 2004.
Filed under:
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Comments on "Angel"
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On Monday, May 31, 2004, Johny_D_Lewis
(467) wrote:
sad that people can't leave other people alone to live their lives
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On Saturday, January 31, 2004, Rebel_Angel
(321) wrote:
I liked this, it was a story almost. People are so mean to others that are different but like I said different isn't always bad, when will people realize this?!
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On Wednesday, January 28, 2004, Drea
(1388) wrote:
nice write..welcome to DP
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On Wednesday, January 28, 2004, Blacken_Heart
(20) wrote:
Yea thanx.
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On Wednesday, January 28, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
And a dislike for anything different, anything less symmetrical in the world... Sorry for the philosophical mood but i'm in it and you must suffer it :)
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On Wednesday, January 28, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
The poem is a tragic one, in story free form, it is touching in the sense that it brings up the bile in me and enhances my hate for this place that nurses inequality and tyranny... There is no freedom, only opression to a lesser degree...
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On Wednesday, January 28, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
Your description of yourself enthralled me... Perhaps sometime you could enlighten me as to the philosophy of this disbelief in reality... Just because you don't believe in pain does it hurt any less?