Angel Poem by Veronica Litvin

Angel



A little Angel
Misunderstood by the troubles of life
Her soul was taken, riped up,
and thrown all over the walls of hell
All alone and small, yet brave and tall
Picked up each piece and everyday put together her soul
Like an old puzzle with no direction,
She rebuilt it
Protected it
and eventually wrapped her cold little body in it
Stronger than ever
This small little angel
Grew into a beautiful powerful goddess
Now these demons can no longer even set eyes on her
Her strength shines so bright, she blinds them
Because her soul, The soul that she rebuilt
With her own hands
Will always protect her.
No matter what.

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