angelsI read a story of angelsof blood and broken wingsof unfinished dreams and endless tearsi'm writing a story of love... of blood and broken wingsthe silent night gave me upthey could hear me crying, they could hear my painwhy is that i only write at night?i find myself among white pages and starswriting my own story trying to make the pain go awaywhy can't i make it go away?i want the ink to flow as the blood runs through my veinsi want my heart to beat again, i want that feeling againi want you to hold me, to heal mei want to live again
for how long???i was just wondering all of them submitted under the resources categoryand there are thousends of them