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A metaphor about a angel(girl)who has broken wings due to sexual abuse |
| My angel battered and bruised wings too broken to fly. Lives in her abusive world trying hard so she won’t cry. A childhood that’s lost in time a child that’s lost in space. All her emptiness and sorrow makes her life really hard to face. Pain that’s overwhelming and shame that’s hard to hide. A child who lost her innocence before she was even five. An ugly past is all she knows no reason to want to live. A childhood lost, dead and buried also the life that was a kid. Hopeless with no place to go the truth will tell no lies. A constant pain and gnawing ache brings her wishes for her demise. An angel with broken wings is feeling trapped with no escape. Revenge weighs heavy on her mind and her memories keep her awake. A battle fought the best she could a war she knew was done. But in the end she’s the one who’s life has just begun. |