Angels In My Shoulder
I always feel somebody watches me like angels in my shoulder
As touched in my shoulder and shown what I want to see
Blessed with shine sparkles in a dark hole as wild cherry tree
As walked with a tint cloud reveals its sense rules against
Imaginations sparkle yet so many holdings in one shoulder
Others call no sense delirious dream hung in a cherry tree
Coincidence in news reveals one might drawn half of frame
With all her ignorance despair to florish given dreams fullfil
Turn toward its children and holds their shoulders
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