Myself

Above myself I sit on a fluffy white cloud with a halo and my wings watching my life thru 
heavens eyes. I see myself, unfamiliar and unfit. I know her as delirious, hard headed to be 
exact by her confusion of left and right. I feel dirty, tainted, I rip my wings off, fling my halo 
from my head, for i should not be here.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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