She was beautiful. Thats all I can say. Her hair swayed through the wind so perfectly, she was an angel without wings. She was broken, a broken angel I must say. Her beauty was nothing. Nobody cherished the fact that she could light up a dark room with her angelic smile, that she could heal the wounded with a curing laugh, that she was another fallen angel from the skies above. That she was perfect, that she was everything. Yet they treated her like she was nothing...they made her ache with a terrible pain. You could see it in her face that she felt alone- nobody would save her- so she saved herself. She left this world, this forgotten town. She went back home. She rose back to heaven.
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RomanceI swear I remember, that long gold hair. The shimmering green eyes. Her beautiful laugh that forever echoed through my brain. The fact that I couldn't get her off of my mind... She was beautiful. She was my everything. But she thought she was nothin...
