when i was a little Girl
i was standing there alone
tears were flowing
i was there on my own
i wanted to be strong
i was still crying
i wanted to be special
and i was still trying
to get the wings back
the wings i lost in the past
i looked down
i think i'm not doing my best
'why do i think that?
why do they do that to me?
I just wnat to have my wings back
why don't the see?'
i was is falling down
But i'll gonna be strong
i think back to the place
the place wher it all begon
i started to smile
while i was fading away
A little angel
wasn't here to stay
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ohh your poems are very good wink i liked this one specially
good Work! xd