Angels Dust

By Asouldivided

The door slowly closing

I still smell ~her~ trail

Flown away like an angel
Back Into the night

Left me a picture
My mind could touch

Still my heart’s burning
Hot tears - drop

A song dies away
No graft for time

All that is left …Ashes…
Ashes of this burning angel

I will never own

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© 2007 Asouldivided
Published on Wednesday, January 3, 2007.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: This gives me so much emotion..

  • A former member wrote: But really, to own such a thing of beauty would be to tie down her wings and leave her longing to break free. To hold something...is to grant the freedom to move...even if that sometimes brings farewells and bitter endings. Nicely done. ~*Beth*~

  • A former member wrote: beautiful. ~ red.

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