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Fallen Angel
from #Woke
Fallen Angel by Krisha Marie Semellano
Twinkle, twinkle little star How beautiful an angel you are Up above the world so high Like a diamond tainted with scars.
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Twinkle, twinkle ‐That's how you sparkle at night. Your alluring smile and charm Chained white men into your arms.
Fallen at 16 ‐At day, you are a dimming light Exhausted like a wilting flower.
Ought to earn a penny To escape the fiery pit of poverty. Ought to be unchained; Freed from the melodies of deathly sorrows.
But how? Money smells hope. It's a dead end ‐ no choice; no escape; Completely entangled in the chains of sex trade.
In every fallen angel lies a dreamer.
