Title: safe .
by elleanor from Cambridgeshire | in writing, poetry
fly down on the wings of oblivion , i see the company of a fallen angel .
wispering gently into my ear , i have the words of a fallen angel .
telling me i will no longer be alone , i have the promise of a fallen angel .
taking my hand and leading me back to reality , i have the guidence of a fallen angel .
climbing back onto her wings but withholding her promise , i have the leave of my own guardian angel . x
non in particular , just a very boring classroom and a working imagination :) Credits: the teachers tht bored me into imagining this whilst day-dreaming =]
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