ANGEL

by Bree   Jul 28, 2007


Weightless pains,
Just dont exist,
In my broken heart of ash,
If i had only a single chance more,
I'd do it all over,
In the skies i see the stars,
The angels and the clouds,
Its better to believe,
That one day i may become,
An angel myself.....

THIS IS ABOUT ME NEARLY DYING.
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