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My problems seem so small compared
To what you have to face
If you want your worries shared
I'll be here just in case
You face your life with such dignity
But you need someone to wipe your tears
I look at you and see no self-pity
But when you need to talk i'm here
You talk to me and feel bad
You ask if you're a bore
But i want to know what makes you sad
So i ask you to talk some more
You say there's not much i can do
Apart from be your friend
But when i speak, i speak true:
I will be here for you until the very end
To what you have to face
If you want your worries shared
I'll be here just in case
You face your life with such dignity
But you need someone to wipe your tears
I look at you and see no self-pity
But when you need to talk i'm here
You talk to me and feel bad
You ask if you're a bore
But i want to know what makes you sad
So i ask you to talk some more
You say there's not much i can do
Apart from be your friend
But when i speak, i speak true:
I will be here for you until the very end
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fallen angel
i'm a fallen angel
with cracked wings and a bleeding heart
trying to rise above the hell
i fight with everyday
a beacon of hope
in others' darkness
fighting til the end
even if i fall along the way
i hope God still wants me
even after all the wrong i've done
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My Fallen Angel
Even now...
So long since I last saw you,
Last spoke your name.
I think of you.
I hear a song...
A few mismatched words,
A imagery so great.
I think of you.
A flash of colour...
A sound so sharp and smooth,
A hole in my heart.
I think of you.
I think of what you did to me.
My Angel.
I think of what we once had together.
My Angel.
I think of what you have made me.
My Angel.
So why can't I move on fully?
Forget you ever existed, like you've forgotten me?
My Angel,
Like an everlasting beacon at the end of the dark cavern I call a heart.
So why can't I ignore the feelings that remain?
Ignore the way I once felt about you, l
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Just A Fallen Angel
I should have known
Your wings were sewn
The stitches exposed
Now I know it was a lie.
Something to cover your poison
And mask the smell of death
You want to be an angel
So badly you'd do anything.
But wings aren't granted
To monsters like yourself.
You lure young girls and boys
And sink in your fangs.
Drawing out pure innocence.
You leave them haunted with,
Thoughts of you, dark dreams.
You've fallen from grace
And your dragging others down.
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This is for two dear friends- one has cancer- she is getting better now though The other is going through all kinds of crap....This isn't expressed very well, but what i'm trying to say to them, is i don't mind how often they need to talk to me, or what they say, i just wanna be there in nay way i can...
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Wow Scarlett. Just... wow. Nice one, hope everything gets sorted for them both; you know where I am if you need to talk