CHECK, CHECK, CHECK

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

KARMA

HAPPY EVER AFTER

Something different by BROKEN ANGELS

Back Off

Love................Hate

Think Twice

CHECKMATE

VAIN ANGEL

BROKEN ANGELS

A MESSAGE FROM BROKEN ANGELS

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BROKEN ANGELS

A person who speaks evil will be heard even when they speak in silence.

A person who commits evil deeds will still be seen even when they hide.

A person who tries to defy a force that is stronger than them will lose. 

Life is an hourglass and it is best to always be kind to others at all times,

because someone is always watching.........................

ANGELS AND KARMA

BY BROKEN ANGELS

HAVE A GREAT AND SAFE WEEKEND.



BROKEN ANGELS

BLACK SOUL

"A BLACK ROSE FOR A BLACK SOUL"

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS


Don't forget to count your blessings.  There is only so much time to make ammends.  When a person judges and hurts someone else then they are no longer protected by a holy lifesource and will be watched closely from those above.  It is not wise to talk about others because someone always hears.  It is not wise to use verbal writings to vent on vindictive outburts because someone always sees and it is definitely not wise to think cruelty is invincible because in the end, GOD is someones only life-support.  Once the plug is pulled there will be no more chances.  WHEN THE wake-up call is ignored there will be no mercy if there are no changes to the evil-doers disposition and there will be no mercy when they are turned away from heaven and taken into the depths of hell below.


JUST REMEMBER THAT SOMEONE IS ALWAYS WATCHING AND KEEPING COUNT.  THERE WILL BE NO MORE CHANCES.


BROKEN ANGELS

"The Angel wept upon her knees -as the bitter truth blew through the trees. The life she mourned had never died -for her mother was an Angel right by her side." ~~~Kimberly Morrow


BROKEN ANGELS

  A bit out of the element for BROKEN ANGELS but it still serves a good purpose. 

ANGEL OF SOULS

The angel of souls does not seek revenge.  Instead she watches every move a person makes as they do evil and vindictive deeds to good people.  Then when the evil-doer least expects it, they will be visited by the angel of souls and given a chance to ask for forgiveness.  If their soul is spared and they do their deeds again then the angel of souls will return unexpectedly one night while the person sleeps and snatch their last breath along with their soul.  So “BE GOOD AND KIND TO OTHERS”, because someone is always watching you.  

BROKEN ANGELS

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LIFE AND DEATH

"Sometimes I feel that the wrong people are taken from this world in death.  There are so many unkind people who don't deserve to be here alive.  Those who curse others past, judge them without mercy and purposely hurt a person when they are already wounded.  THEY are the one's who need to be taken away from this world and buried in the ground where their souls can rot."

BROKEN ANGELS

COMING IN 2013





However, this time the author is ready for the skeptics and ready for the challenge.

BROKEN ANGELS

Broken Angels

"How can some people be so cruel? They judge me when they don't even know me. They watch every move I make even when I have done nothing wrong. They tell other people lies about me. They try to hurt me any way they can and what really breaks my spirit is how evil they can be even when they claim to have God in their heart."


Broken Angels

S A L V A T I O N

"Last night I pictured you burning in hell and it made me pray even more for your salvation because when you hurt others, you only burn yourself"

BROKEN ANGELS

A MESSAGE FROM BROKEN ANGELS

Looking back, I remember when I came up with the idea for my blog page, ‘”BROKEN ANGELS,” in 2010.  Since then thanks to my viewers and dedicated fans, BROKEN ANGELS by Kimberly Morrow has over 500,000 views a month and continues to add fans from all around the world. 

I admit that there have been some twisted entries and misunderstood emotional interpretations but after all it is “MY” forum and it seems that there are many people who can relate to the not-so-obsolete stories and actual events that have taken place in my life.

Since a young age there has always been a quiet side of me that wanted to scream and now that everything has fallen into place, I am not afraid to speak the words that have been eating at me for quite some time.  Without a doubt there will always be skeptics and negative responses but that is the driving force within me.  Not to prove people wrong but to stand my ground and not be afraid of what other people think.  BROKEN ANGELS accepts all types of brokenness and does not discriminate anyone’s pain because everyone has had something painful happen to them at one time or another. 

Whether it is a caption above or beneath a picture or a 1500 word story, when I am able to reach just one person, it makes my writing worth-while.  It isn’t about making a million dollars or having my name appear in lights, it’s all about feelings and emotions expressed in words. 

I wanted to say, “Thank You,” to each and every reader who has followed my posts and writing career. for the past three years. Thank you for helping my BROKEN ANGELS reach thousands and helping people heal………… one heart at a time. 

Kimberly Newsom    




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BROKEN ANGELS BLACK BOOK

1.  YOU TRY TO HURT ME

2. YOU TRIED TO TAKE AWAY MY JOY

3.  YOU JUDGED ME

4.  YOU TOLD ME NOT TO BELIEVE IN MY DREAMS

5. YOU LIED ABOUT ME

6.  YOU KICKED ME WHILE I WAS DOWN

7.  YOU TOLD ME I FAILED AS A MOTHER, A FRIEND, DAUGHTER AND WIFE


May god have mercy on your judgement day for trying to break an angel.  The blackness in your heart does not go unseen and the cruelty of your soul will not go uncharged.  When a broken angel overcomes all that stood in her way then the hourglass begins to sift for those who need to plee forgiveness.  There is a heaven and there is a hell.  Heaven will not open it's gates until the broken angels black-book burns in hell.

  B E L I E V E

BY BROKEN ANGELS

P R O T E C T I V E  ANGEL

When my angel cries, I am at her side.  I comfort, I embrace and I protect her.  When the enemies close in I become a warrior who fights for her honor.  If someone tries to her hurt they will be destroyed and placed within my darkened prison and await their judgment day.  The enemy cannot hide for I will leave no rock unturned.  I will not sleep until I know she is safe.  I cannot be seen but I can be felt and I can be your worst nightmare.  There will be no mercy as you will be chained  to my walls of shame while I place a mirror before you, in hopes you will see the shameful person you are.  I despise you and I hate you for you have caused nothing but tragedy and pain to someone who has saved me from the underworld.  I am faithful and loyal and will never fly again as long as the enemy lives.  I am a broken angel because she has been broken and  NOW I am her protector. 

Broken Angels

I will not fear my enemies. I know my angels protect me and are always watching over me. Please do not let me be afraid and cover me with your wings--Amen

Dear Lord, Please help me forgive those who continue to try and hurt me. Please help me forgive those who have judged me and said horrible things about me. Please help me forgive those who won't let me move forward in my life without reminding me of the mistakes I made in my past. But most of all please, PLEASE take this hate out of my heart and help me see the good they have in them, that is if they have any...... Broken Angel

ANGEL WITH A BLACK HEART

ANGEL WITH A BLACK HEART

The hospital room was dark and filled with an evil presence. As the man opened his eyes he began to feel the restrictions of the tangled wires strapped to his arms and chest. A cold chill swept through the room without any mercy for his condition and his breath became a hesitant fog. No one was around and the only sound he heard was the steady flow of beeps coming from the monitors he was attached too, the monitors that were keeping him alive.

Not knowing how he arrived there he tried to call out for help but his voice was hoarse and weak. He was confused and disoriented as he tried to get out of the bed but discovered that he did not have the strength to. He felt helpless.
Scared and alone he began to panic. Moments later he looked up into the corner of the room and noticed something fluttering. It started out as a dark orb-like ball then became what almost appeared to be boiling tar swirling around in mid-air. The more he stared the closer it got. Within moments it then formed into a dark figure and began to walk towards him, making a horrific screeching noise like nails on a chalkboard. Suddenly all of the monitors turned off and the ghostly figure began to speak.

“So I see you have suffered a heart-attack?” The figure said in a low and haunting voice. “I know this because I have been watching you. You have done horrible things to your own flesh and blood daughter. I was sent by her mother who is an angel. I too use to be an angel until I began to rip out the black hearts of people who do not deserve to live. They have taken life for granted and hurt innocent people. I was cast from my destiny above and now I roam the earth below in search of justice for those who need it. I am also a messenger for the angels.”
The man began to turn pale and held his chest in hopes the dark angel would help him.

“Help me please, I am dying angel. I am sorry for everything. Please let me live.” The man cried out with what little voice he had. “Please don’t let me die. Please!”
“Why should I spare you heartless mortal? When did you think about your poor daughter and your grandbaby you almost killed? And all over money you know she didn’t have. Where were you when it was time to do the honorable thing?” The dark angel said as he stared a deadly stare straight into the man’s eyes. “You never thought twice about the pain and heartache you put her through. She had a spiritual watcher that protected her and now the watcher has sent me to finish off the justice. You will not be spared!”

Suddenly the angel made a fist and punched it into the man’s chest, ripping out his heart. As the angel held the black heart in his hand, he began to squeeze harder and harder watching the man begin to suffocate, grasping for air. The angel watched in pleasure as the man took his last breath while drowning in his own blackened blood. Justice had finally been done and now the man would be greeted by the angel of death.

When the nurses found him only minutes later they could not understand what happened but assumed his heart had failed.

A few days later the as the pathologist was performing the autopsy he discovered something he could not explain. The man had no heart and his insides were completely black with a charcoal like substance. Not knowing what to think he stepped out of the room to make a phone call to explain to his partner what he had found. As he stepped out into his office a dark shadow covered the man’s deceased body. It was the angel of souls. When the pathologist returned he was once again astounded when he found a pile of ashes on the table where the man’s body laid only moments before.

Without hesitation he wiped some of the ashes away from the table only to reveal an inscription somehow carved into the metal. It read, “Gone to hell.”
Being the pathologist was a Christian man he didn’t question what he had found and scraped the remaining ashes into the urn his family had chosen for him. He never mentioned a word to anyone. For the Christian man knew that there was a spiritual explanation for the event that had just taken place. It was apparent that there is a heaven and a hell. He knew the deceased man had done wrong in his life never making amends and now has become a prisoner of the darkness below. Better known as “the angel with a black heart.”


Written By Kimberly Morrow 2012


"DON'T HURT INNOCENT PEOPLE BECAUSE YOU WILL GO TO HELL."

WHEN ANGELS CRY

WHEN ANGELS CRY

She learned to cry without tears and scream with no voice. Another mortal had benefited from her misery and it was a harsh, bitter truth with no concept. Her soul was corrupted by flesh-eating fragments of dis-allusion. Her trust had been betrayed and her promise of a new day had become a broken path straight to hell. That was her earth below. She gave a breath of life but died at her own expense. It became an emotional brawl between good and evil, honesty and deceit.

It rains because there are too many tears for heaven to hold. The twisted path of fate suddenly spirals downward, sending the angel into a maze of confusion causing her to black-out. When she awakes she is in another world. There is a dead end around every corner and she cannot escape her own labyrinth.

Pain is like a raindrop that condensates on a single leaf of hope. Depression is like a blood-sucking parasite that drains the angel of any faith she had running through her veins. Now she is a living corpse that flies by day and dies by night. Her heart beats without a pulse and her spirit bleeds without laceration. It is a tragic voyage to find peace.

The sky will blacken and the stars won’t shine. Her story has no happy ending but her ending has a story. Her wings will be cremated. Her chains will be buried. There is no wind when the shadows blow because nothing can disguise the silent storm from up above, “WHEN ANGELS CRY,”

Written By Kimberly Morrow 2012