Grey angel

Curls never toss in playful winds,

Hands that cannot hold.

Lips that will never be kissed,

A heart forever cold.

Eyes that stare at eternity,

A gown far out of fashion

Cheeks where roses never bloomed,

Nor flamed with heated passion.

And yet, her stillness calls me out

Her figure fascinates

Perched upon a child's grave,

Some life yet resonates.


Ad blocker interference detected!

Wikia is a free-to-use site that makes money from advertising. We have a modified experience for viewers using ad blockers

Wikia is not accessible if you’ve made further modifications. Remove the custom ad blocker rule(s) and the page will load as expected.