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May 2016
The angels cry
I feel it on my skin
It falls as rain
I know just what it means
Wickedness and sin
Desolate pain
From the times when I've been wrong
All the things I've done

The angels cry
In morbid fascination
Feathers and freefalling
I know the reason why
When the sky breaks
So do I
And so do they

The angels cry
From whence they used to pity
Now they only grieve
They saw the birth of fires
The watched them as they grew
And swallowed us all
From the times when we were broken
And the truth of being hopeless

The angels cry
Only hoping their teardrops from the heavens
Will drown us in their mercy
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My thousandth post on HP, in less than six months no-less
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
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