Wings of white,
Face and body just right,
Outgoing and nice;
But inside was all ice.
She lies her way,
through every single day.
Life constantly blurry,
So that others would not worry.
Wings rotting inside;
always wishing she could hide,
but she just smiles and carries on;
lying behind a broken song.
Even angels deserve to die;
but without them would we even try?
She knows people expect her to survive,
but even angels deserve to die....
Payyton Egerstaffer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/even-angels-deserve-to-die/
