The Angel1

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This poem was written while I was with the same man my other poetry is about. How I felt about him.

Submitted: January 18, 2008

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Submitted: January 18, 2008



Stop crying in my ear,
I cannot stand the sound,
Your tears burn my skin,
As my body hits the ground.

Infinite anger,
Pouring in my rage,
Tired of being judged,
Of being locked in a cage.

Stop screaming in my mind,
It deeply breaks my heart,
For I cannot save you,
As your life falls a part.

Blood, tears and gore,
Is all that I could ever see,
My wings clipped,
My soul enables to set me free

An angel passes by,
Salvation has finally come,
I feel my inner soul cry.

The angel speaks to me,
With his soft, loving voice,
He breaks my chains and sets me free,
I then have a choice.

I can choose to be with him,
And remain in his arms,
Or I can fly away,
And not be protected from the harms.

But of course I stay,
I love him oh so dear,
He will love me to no end,
He will kiss away every tear.

My every whisper will be heard,
My every dream will come to be,
My angel, my love,
Has set me free

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