Words of a Feather
An angel to him,
she once did seem
though the stories she told
ripped apart their dream
Her lies, dark secrets and lovers
from the past
Made sure that this meeting
-would not grow
-would not last
For all that was wasted
could have been better spent
And as time rolls along
he will wondered...
-----the wings of his angel-----
how far they have flown
and the many feathered messages
they have sent
