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Angel Teardrops
My guardian angel, once carless and free, flew in the clouds and lost touch with me.
Her tears were cold and wet falling on my face.
Her smile had left us without a trace.
Her angelic lips quivered, frozen and scared, i felt rain clouds visiting, and had to prepare.
I knew that angel often content, were very special presents that god had sent.
To see one so said, so afraid, so alone, had made me weep while the cold winds had blown.
Her wings lost featthers, comforting and soft, falling from the stars, floating aloft.
Her pain was felt throughout the land, to feel true misery is impossible to stant i prayed s that when her hurting stops i'll be able to taste the angel's teardrops.
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Wow!! This is really deep......I really like it!!!^_^
GEMINI1988
2007-08-29 16:22:41