Fallen- Lost

As some of you know, I have been working on a book of prose about a group of angels and demons who band together to eradicate the human race from earth.  Here is another snip it.

skull and flowers

It’s dark
She’s lost
Kneeling on the pavement
Vomit dripping from her nose
Rain falling against her neck
How’d she get here
She doesn’t even know who she is
She’s bleeding
She’s bruised
Tears streaming down her face
Lost in the rain
Her clothes dirt and torn
She’s been forgotten
A reject
A throw out
A misfit
Rejected by the world
Judged by appearance
Cries lost to the noise of the city
How’d we get here?
Is she not as valuable as you?


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