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an angel's cry

I always wanted to see something rare,

Something that might make me care.

I went above the clouds,

And below the sees.

To see and understand,

The rarest, The one grain of sand!

I saw her thoughts,

I heard her mind,

I realized her soul,

Something that couldn’t be controlled!

All she wanted was to be free,

No more curse, no more pain, nothing to complain.

It went through her as an obsession,

A major depression,

She was selected like me.

A spook,

An outcast,

A lone wonderer.

I followed her for days and weeks to see where it will all lead.

I did in the end I saw my show!

But with my final sigh,

Through her big beautiful eyes,

I got to see an angel cry…


Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was talking to a girl, a friend of mine who was telling me her perciament. While she left for a few minutes or so, this poem came to me and i wrote it. Every1 is alone at some points, but no one should be alone forever like...

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©9 January 2004 - 4:27am — aphantom
16 January 2004 - 4:37pm — Caitlin Gallagher (not verified)
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I love this poem it has to be my favorite of all of yours

Love
Cate

12 January 2004 - 4:23am — nini (not verified)
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awww... tear.... (damn it... why hav u never written a poem about me???) no really i am tearing but its cos i'm allergic to this new eye liner i bought... but its a good poem... it really is... maybe i should shut up now... but i LOVE TO TALK... see... look its me talking... okay im really shutting up now