hey all. this is just a little thing written by me. it's my first in a while, so be harsh if you wish, i can take it. this is from usagi's point of view-it's not set during any specific time, but i see it as more of a Stars thing. interpret it as you will, this is one that you'll probably understand better if i don't try to dictate to you how you should see it. i hope you enjoy.
watercolor tears.
ps. i know that there aren't that many apostrophes and the such, but it's a purposeful thing, i assure you. i myself am slightly anal-retentive when it comes to such things, but in this one i just felt it was appropriate. flame if you will. just remember this one word: karma.


Even Angels

even angels think of suicide
who says heaven is paradise?
stripped wings and empty eyes
you've shed your wings,
but does that make you beautiful?
whats an angel without wings
except fallen from grace?
do the details still always seem
to blur in your mind;
every morning you wake up
wanting to cry.
tears cloud your eyes
but his face is always there.
youve become an angel
that's fallen from grace,
and everywhere you go, they still always talk of
angels, as if it's the truth-
they don't know that you're living proof that
even angels fall from grace
even angels have tears on their face.