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One night on graveyard of the angels, I was walking,
that night I saw an angel, saw him crying,
his wings broken, torn, hurt, he was dying...
Angel, such an beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,
I watched his soul escape in the little tears,
to see him there, so deadly wounded, it was burden,
He was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...
He was lying on the cold white marble plate,
to help him I tried, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was his fate...
Angel stared me, I heard his silent cries,
pale little form on pool of so red blood,
angel, so fragile thing with beautiful eyes,
in rage I cried, next who dies will be the one who did this.....
I took angel on my arms, kissed, loved, held him near,
gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in his ear,
the one who did this will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear...
Every time a heart is broken, an angel falls....
-lonely-shadow
 lonely-shadow · Fri Jun 24, 2005 @ 04:42am · 0 Comments |
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