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angel

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She is a musician.

Pale grey eyes that are half closed and blood shot most of the time.

Crimson colored hair, the kind you can only get out of a box, sways down to her frail hips,

But the incognito blonde peeks out at the roots.

She leans her skinny body against the cold brick wall like it's Home Base in a game of tag.

A cigarette hangs from her lips, a violin from her fingers.

They're melancholy tunes that she pulls from those strings,

But they harmonize with the clatter of coins being tossed in a jar.

They watch her like she's an angel.

They hear her like she's a prayer.

She sings about money, and love, and other seemingly empty things.

And when they ask her if she is trying to save the world she speaks,

"Why should I?

When has the world ever saved me?"
Come'on angel, Come'on Come'on Darlin'. Tell me we both matter,
Don't we?
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CherryPie545's avatar
A beautiful piece! Well done!