Category: Writers Block
Good lil girl always done what's she's told.
Never broke a rule or ever bold. All eyes look at her with admiration.
The day she dies all her secrets are told as wings wrap around her to take her. wings dark, ice cold as they squeeze out her soul
short poem, but good. I like the immage.
I agree with HauntedReverie
. I get a feeling of a life wasted from this poem, is that right?