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Angel

 
Weathered-- have my wings,
but i feel weightless.
Free falling
into your eternal bliss.

Head first, just praying
you'll be there to catch me.
And whisper those words
only a decade could translate.

"Welcome home, Angel."
Written by CeeCee-Elaine (xPaper Flowersx)
Published
Author's Note
Sometimes I get high and write bad poetry.
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