The silent type of beauty
Hi guys, you won’t believe how much I’m missing you all. I think about you alot when I’m stuck here surrounded by books! Lunchtimes are lonely, but it won’t be long before I’m back and you’ll NEVER get rid of me. mwhahahaha!
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The silent beauty, can you see her?
So endearing.
She’s looking at you, loving you.
And yet she doesn’t know your name,
and you don’t know hers.
Isn’t she beautiful?
She would be even more so if she could just bring herself
to smile through her endless squall of pain,
that shadows her eyes.
Innocent, watering, faltering angel eyes.
A sad darkness corrupting and consuming,
What would you give to wrap your arms around her?
And embrace her in the satin gown of love.
Love… the soft safe something she never knew.
Something she needs to survive.
She gets up to leave, turning her back on hope.
Sullen and hurt angel,
Your fallen angel, guarding you forever