adean ladia


alone in the dark


A young boy alone at the street waiting for someone to come and pick
matches were scattered throughout the winds
with the helpless tears of the boy's match stick

heating himself with the fire on the flask
to put away the shadow of fear and task
then somone ask
'boy.......you've proved yourself to everyone that you're a good person.I think you've proved yourself to me as well'

then the boy became one of the God's feathers
flying from twilight to dusk, with a shine on its own heart

An angel from heaven

Submitted: Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, December 09, 2008
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