Angel
I saw an angel
flying up high
freedom and purity soars
I caught it
clipped its wings
and asked it to be my friend
But dear angel
cried to heaven,
"now I will bleed for sure"
wild passion caresses
sweet passion burlesques
dear angel exists no more
Copyright © Jagang Sukma | Year Posted 2006
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