There arepeople everywhere,with broken wingsthat walk amongyou and me.
I see them all the timeEverywhere I go. I see themin stores, my job and eventhe streets I walk.
I wonder what they think,these broken soulsdo they thinklike just me?are they the angels we look foror the demons we try to stay away from?
I wonder what face do they show?are they kind and loving?wanting to see this world thrive.
or are they bitter andnasty? Are they keen to watchthe world die?
they are not angelswith broken soulsthey are demonswith ugly hearts...
hate in their veinstheir soul is gone,darkness filled in its place.they are also broken
but that brokenness wasturned into somethingcontemptible…
- written on March 27, 2016
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Cassiie Etienne
28 years old. I have been writing for as long as I could remember. For some reason writing was the only way I could express myself when I was younger and it still is one of the best ways I express myself.
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