Itís what happens when youíve lost everything you thought you had. Itís beyond the feeling of mad and past the point of sad. My dear friend, Iíve heard angels cry And to you I will tell no lie, Itís the day when all the rain pours down And when the queen looses her crown Itís when inside your heartaches And itís when you begin to break All your feelings begin to quickly die They die when angels cry You lose your mind, you go insane And all the world is so mundane
Have you ever seen angels cry?
Itís what happens when all the world begins to lie Itís what happens when the see you not try Angels cry when the world loses hope And when inside you truly canít cope When you start to not care Is when they are there Watching and waiting for you to find them Hoping that they arenít the ones you condemn The world keeps moving and so do you But with out you they are soo blue Donít lie, donít cheat, and donít you steal Because when angels cry itís all so real.
Ah, that is a very touching poem. I very much enjoyed reading it. Keep up the good work.
"Sa souvraya niende missian ye." \ I am lost in my own mind.
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great, And would suffice. -Robert Frost
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