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It's been a long time since she's spoken with Heaven,
Been awhile since the last time that she's bled,
And she knows that Home is nothing more then a thought,
An imaginary place that we create for ourselves,
The padded wings of darkness surround her,
The mountain air is crisp tonight,
The familiar smell brings her mild comfort,
But it's the pain that's keeping her alive,
Driving towards a sky that's been painted by Angels,
She turns up the radio to silence the noise in her head,
Her breath quickens as the car begins speeding up,
And tonight she's hanging onto the edge of the infinite,
She can feel her eyes burning with a quiet acceptance,
Because she finally understands what it means to be true,
The neon street signs become blurred with the night,
And all that she wishes is that the music continue,
Intoxicated as the words runs through her veins,
Stars are falling from the dark blue sky,
And lightening rips the far off horizon apart,
For once she's absolutely sure she's alive,
She screams from a place she'd thought she'd forgotten,
But this forgotten madness has set her free,
She's the most beautiful human that has never existed,
Because nothing is truer then tears,
She can see Heaven from where she's wound up tonight,
And if the Angels can hear her, she's not ashamed,
There's a fine line between love, and hatred, and brilliance,
Maybe they really are one in the same,
She's been told it takes courage to let the past go,
But as hard as she tries she still cannot understand,
This is not the first time she has found herself broken,
And if she's learned anything she knows it won’t be her last,
There's something liberating about this moment,
When both hope and despair are equally groundless,
And as the meaning escapes her, her life crashes down,
And there's nothing to do but laugh,
She prays someone's listening from the greater beyond,
All that she wants is to find her peace,
She's grown tired from the burdens that she carries in silence,
Because growing up for her never did come easy,
It's been a long time since she's spoken with Heaven,
Been awhile since she's found a place she belongs,
Driving fast towards a sky that's been painted by Angels,
Just another teenage orphan trying to find her way Home...

yea i tend to write in one big chunk. it's the way a lot of writers i love work, i think breaking it up interrupts the flow. -shrug- thats just me though.

I agree. Don't space it. I think it would look better centered though, and easier to read, but I understand that you can't do that with this, of course. ^^ I think you're poem is at the tweeking stage, meaning there aren't any really big things you can do to it. Just put it down for a while, a week or two, the longer the better, and then pick it up again. You'll find all kinds of things that can be changed and made better.

It's a great poem, all the way through, and I love the visualizations. It gives you the feeling, too, which is hard to accomplish.