Ashley's Secret Halo

Every time I want to hide an angel holds my hand tells me how it will be alright its all part of his plan he now needs me to be tough more now, than ever before he sent forth his bravest angels off into the darkness their halos soar looking for hurt children or mice of men holding back tears for no fear of dying almost a sick twisted pleasure towards why do I stay where I am not wanted I need to be needed an angel can see this as she takes my pain away with her compassion a losing emotion known like only she would for in his place, just maybe she had often stood and now has the eyes to understand the ugliest side that hides in man
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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