Broken Angel

Angel tethered, strapped
and weathered,
Wrapped in leather;
She cannot speak her
mind.
What does she find
lurking in the
dark?

Stark raving madness,
infinite pits of
sadness,
Penny for the pain
to make the stain
go away.

Angel tethered, strapped
and weathered,
Wrapped in leather;
She cannot speak her
mind.
Lost somewhere in dingy
halls; battered, broken,
blind...
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(C) D.C. Chapman 12/1/11