Angel
It's so quiet,
I can't hear you sing,
did you get lost?
what was the cost?
that you paid to get your wings?
I expected you to
fly down to me,
take my troubles
off my back.
If I close my eyes and
wish so hard that
I could hear your
beating wings,
Would you fly down
from your high cloud,
Let me feel your
gentle face.
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