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Angel Dust
Never seen beautiful angels sprinkle angel dust on me as snowflakes on a leafless tree, and I don't expect them to alter things when they swoop down with their long wings; where were they when I faced fears and dangers? Angel dust has another meaning... besides the magical power to alter a destiny, kids of my age used this drug and went insane, not recognizing themselves, their personality changed drastically; some even wanted to jump out of a window. Sweet angels, leave Heaven and visit me on the days when wishes freeze on silent lips, let them resemble snow falling on distant hills, and deserted roads like the one I'm traveling on! Let me catch many snowflakes softer than a baby with soft skin...whiter than daises basking in the spring sun! A boy, barely fourteen, has been found dead as a poisoned rat on the bleachers of a run-down baseball field frequented by a hungry cat.... his red eyes were wide-open imploring a merciless sky color rust; no angel came down to save him: he laid there and painfully died! Who gave him that powerful drug? Did he want to bite the dust? He has taken that secret with him...why didn't anyone listen when he cried? Entered in Gail Angel Doyle's contest, " Angel Dust " Written by Andrew Crisci on 10/18/ 2012
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