The Songs of Angels
Angels sing from up above
They sing songs of pain and songs of love
They sing songs of life and songs of the divine
They sing songs lamenting the state of humankind
Angels sing and I wish I could sing with them
For now, I can only listen and pretend that I live not in a mayhem
That life does be not miserable
That life does be as beautiful as a fable
Angels sing and they take me up above the clouds
I wish I could make them proud
I wish I could be perfect as a human being
But hey, I am not made of the perfect, I am but a human being
So I listen to their songs
I listen and pray to God to forgive me for basking in the wrong!
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