She
she had wings
but didn't
know how to
use them
often they
would get
in her way
a conversation
piece always
embarrassingly
asked by dates
she usually had
a hard time
getting
through
doors
forgetting
she needed
to walk side
ways in order
for her
to fit in
sometimes
it's hard to
be an
angel
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