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to you my unknown angel thou seest not what stands forth thee thou  seest not a lady bearing forth her burdens for centuries looking for some one to find me and set me free of my misery i sees only in my dreams an angel to help me find my way in these times of terror and unknown pleasure searching all my life for this angel... coming thus far .... and found non as true as my dreams perhaps been looking in wrong places. most of me feel that ,that person is long from near in reaching me or maybe if god wills there be'ist no angel for me   that can blow away the pain the burns so long inside me and can finally set me free my life is but a game a game in the hands of the gods those mighty hands that toss me around up and down giving me the pleasures of happiness and weighing it twice with pain i hide my tears and pain with smiles and laughter not to trouble those dear to me cant let them see this selfish side this lust and greed that grows inside it must be me.... that feels this way for every one says other wise perhaps the times not right perhaps.... that times near! for when the hand of fate shall change on me hopefully for the better this year
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
confused teen
to you my unknown angel thou seest not what stands forth thee thou  seest not a lady bearing forth her burdens for centuries looking for some one to find me and set me free of my misery i sees only in my dreams an angel to help me find my way in these times of terror and unknown pleasure searching all my life for this angel... coming thus far .... and found non as true as my dreams perhaps been looking in wrong places. most of me feel that ,that person is long from near in reaching me or maybe if god wills there be'ist no angel for me   that can blow away the pain the burns so long inside me and can finally set me free my life is but a game a game in the hands of the gods those mighty hands that toss me around up and down giving me the pleasures of happiness and weighing it twice with pain i hide my tears and pain with smiles and laughter not to trouble those dear to me cant let them see this selfish side this lust and greed that grows inside it must be me.... that feels this way for every one says other wise perhaps the times not right perhaps.... that times near! for when the hand of fate shall change on me hopefully for the better this year
kittyka
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kittyka
Indian
Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
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