Okay, so this week's prompt was a little different than what I'm normally used to but I decided to give it a try anyways cause why the heck not? This week' prompt was: poetry.
Now disclaimer, I am in no way good at or a huge fan of poetry so this might be a bit messy and all over the place opposed to my normal stuff. This is probably like my fourth or something time ever writing a poem (I mentioned above I'm not a huge fan of it), and like most were for school. Seriously, if you think I'm joking about not liking poetry, I wrote a poem in grade 9 about why I dislike poetry and don't always understand it.
Any who, no more rambling.
Little angel why did you fall?
You used to stand so big and tall.
Why is it your grace no longer sings?
And what happened to your pretty black wings?
Please tell me, little angel, why was it you fell.
Was it because of the righteous man in hell?
Or had you finally opened your eyes
And seen past Heaven's dirty lies?
Little angel oh how you tried to do good,
Though all your actions, by others, were misunderstood.
Multiple times you helped save the world,
But in the end, from Heaven your grace was hurled.
But listen little angel, for they're all in for a surprise,
Because when angels fall, they also rise.
So yeah, this is about little Cassie, our angel who keeps messing up and trying to fix things.
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My next piece will actually be up fairly soon, just need to edit it and hopefully it'll be up before friday (it's nice and angsty and full of romance!) and if not, it'll be up next saturday.
-Twist