Crying Angel
By Jewels5150
As you look into her window, you see her sitting there looking at herself in the mirror, tears falling from her beautiful brown eyes onto her rosy red cheeks. She seems to have lost her ability to love. She once knew how it felt to love and to be loved, but as she awoke in the middle of the night, crying... It's gone, it's gone, it'll never come back. Just like that scary dream, her whole feeling of love was gone, vanished into the dark hazy night, never to come back. Not understanding why a beautiful angel isn't capable of loving... How can that be? Is it possible that she loved someone too much? No one will ever know how she became known as a Crying Angel, but now every time you come across her, she will be sitting in front of her mirror, crying, praying love will come back to her. She is tired of being a Crying Angel. Written November 29th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2001 02:54 PM PST 0 • 1
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"As you look into her window, ..."