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The children are playing their games
and the snow is slowly melting
While inside you sit,
Your mind in a far off world
• Come back to reality little Angel,
We miss you here.
Your shining presence is wanted,
Why did you leave us?
Laughter rings in your ears,
Causing painful memories
That you fight so hard to hide from yourself,
Only, they never die, But you do...
• Face the light little Angel,
We are waiting for you there.
Follow our voices,
And once more we shall all be together.
Scream the fears you fear to the walls
and let them know who it is you hate pretty child;
They know your sorrow,
and they share it with the world.
• Take your wings and fly little Angel
and we shall follow,
Pushing you on,
To a place you are welcome.
• Be still little Angel.
Let the tears Dry-Up
and the Blood stop flowing,
For we need you little Angel.
• Come to us and be still little Angel.
Here you can sleep,
Here you can dream,
Here, little Angel, you are safe.
 Bardic Archangel MieKarra · Mon Oct 09, 2006 @ 07:06pm · 1 Comments |
