When you've been pushed to the ground you feel like you have nowhere to go. All you can do is look up, and see the angel. This angel picked me up and wiped away the tears, and killed the demon in me. Before I was nothing but a frown, then she guided me into the light and made me smile once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can see were your coming from, but you allways need to get back up and fight. xx Tamara