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I am a fool, who fell for love A wingless angel, from the heaven above Waited and waiting for the promise virtues Sitting with the deads among momentary statues Alone, thinking of the fortress I left behind For the sake of love and mankind But no one notices me and neither my deeds Everyone is so busy with their wants and needs I pray to thee, to grant my wings back So I can fly to my realm and be with my pack Angels have become a myth over here People laugh at me, when they often hear Say, am a fool, a mental ****** So shameful of how we are been regard Beautiful creation is this earth, Dear Lord But fading away is your righteous teachings and word I have seen the demons in disguise Playing like a ******** dude, pretending to be wise The hell gates are lose, leaking out the evilness The untamed beasts, walk out with their wickedness I have no place of peace but this burial grounds Where I seek your help Lord, as the darkness surrounds I am powerless, as my time on earth is finishing Seen how innocents survive the wrath through punishing Tonight, I shall have my wings back to flee Else I'll be dead before I can make another plea... ©sim
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 6:37 AM UTC
Wingless Angel
I am a fool, who fell for love A wingless angel, from the heaven above Waited and waiting for the promise virtues Sitting with the deads among momentary statues Alone, thinking of the fortress I left behind For the sake of love and mankind But no one notices me and neither my deeds Everyone is so busy with their wants and needs I pray to thee, to grant my wings back So I can fly to my realm and be with my pack Angels have become a myth over here People laugh at me, when they often hear Say, am a fool, a mental ****** So shameful of how we are been regard Beautiful creation is this earth, Dear Lord But fading away is your righteous teachings and word I have seen the demons in disguise Playing like a ******** dude, pretending to be wise The hell gates are lose, leaking out the evilness The untamed beasts, walk out with their wickedness I have no place of peace but this burial grounds Where I seek your help Lord, as the darkness surrounds I am powerless, as my time on earth is finishing Seen how innocents survive the wrath through punishing Tonight, I shall have my wings back to flee Else I'll be dead before I can make another plea... ©sim
Seema
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41/F/Fiji Islands
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 6:37 AM UTC
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