Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. I wish I did though, that would be wicked. Like the play. jk, never seen it or read it.
And so, I proudly present, Angel's Poem.
Thoughts tumble in
the book of questions thin.
My heart race slows, I understand
I'm back in your hand.
I close my eyes, and awareness slips away,
but I'm not here to stay.
I awake to a voice,
my sixth in choice.
Jeb! Jeb! He has returned!
But has he turned?
What do you think? Good? Bad? Please review!
BTW: this is my first poem, wrote it after I read the Angel Experiment.
~Isabelle~
