THE BROKEN ANGEL
She was a little princess of her dreams
Her dreams were as big as her loneliness but nothing could ever separate her from her dreams .
Her dreams were the walls that she build around her loneliness so that she could be the lone warrior of her land of dreams.
She was a warrior of her own of thoughts and dreams and yet as a lone one she fought the war.
Her mind was always was puzzled and trifled by the homosapiens, they never gave her own world to fight for or live in, all she could do was to act like a puppet in the puppeteer's hand or be as loyal as a parrot in a cage.
She was neither of both,she was an angel who forgot to smile
who forgot to laugh and the one who could never make her tears rolls down .
There once,
existed an angel who was born to love everyone and a happiness roller coaster
existed an angel who was born to love everyone and a happiness roller coaster
but she could never be as her because she was a victim of homosapien mind games, rather her heart, mind and soul were dabbled by the hands that were born to be the hands of demons .
They shattered that beautiful angel and her astonishing aura.
She is no more an Angel,she is a Broken Angel
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