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fallen angels
Posted by poeticnook
on
6/23/2003 04:46:00 AM
in
poetic license
even angels grow tired,
as they go about their merry ways
picking up your broken pieces
trying to make them whole once more
even angels weep,
sometimes they hide behind the clouds
and let the wonderful gloomy rain
wash away their sadness
even angels lose their wings,
they grow weary of waiting for you
to see beyond yourself past the chains
you invent to hide you from what's true
and yes, even angels have dreams..
they dream of someday finding you
waiting by the door, willing to let them in
free to let them love you..
.
.
.
sometimes, i get tired too...
06.23.2003.7.46.p.m.
as they go about their merry ways
picking up your broken pieces
trying to make them whole once more
even angels weep,
sometimes they hide behind the clouds
and let the wonderful gloomy rain
wash away their sadness
even angels lose their wings,
they grow weary of waiting for you
to see beyond yourself past the chains
you invent to hide you from what's true
and yes, even angels have dreams..
they dream of someday finding you
waiting by the door, willing to let them in
free to let them love you..
.
.
.
sometimes, i get tired too...
06.23.2003.7.46.p.m.
