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When angels walk though those doors, let them take me away...
I wish to fly on their admirable wings... sutch awe upon those wings of beauty..
But now they gone and i am left here, not a single word to speak....
It is likely, that the sands of time shall speak my fate, so i blow the sand into the wind...
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When angels walk though those doors, let them take me away...
I wish to fly on their admirable wings... sutch awe upon those wings of beauty..
But now they gone and i am left here, not a single word to speak....
It is likely, that the sands of time shall speak my fate, so i blow the sand into the wind...
I worte this poem, as a bit of symbolism and creativity on my feelings upon cirtain things sutch as my lonely heart.... but i feel others will like this, so i have submitted it.
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 314 B
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