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Sep 2015
A beautiful angel with broken wings
Darkening her lips with painful things
Swirling thoughts within her brain
Hurt and bind like iron chains
I want to free her from those things
But as loud as I may scream
She cannot hear how the truth in my voice rings
And though it break my heart
I can only watch as the angel pulls herself apart
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   Lior Gavra
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