Angels
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Destiny, paths that may be hidden.
We hope our sins and our mistakes
Someday will be forgiven.
Laughter; for the freedom in our hearts.
Tears; for the angels in the heavens.
Ascend like fallen heroes,
After they descend into their graves.
I could never bring myself, make myself believe.
My truth is brutal, my soul so black,
Betrayed, I find relief.
This pain I carry, makes me worry.
Oh dear sorrow,
My love, can I be saved?
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