The Angel sits and writes
Writing out how she feels
Tears stream down her face
No one knows why
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The sun is yellow
The sun is orange
The sun is bright
The sun is our heater
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What is a photograph?
It's an image frozen in time
But yet, captured forever
A photograph can capture things
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You can say I'm shy
I don't care
You can say I'm mean
I don't care
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I call your name
Nothing but slience
I call you out again
Nothing,
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Love is something that breaks people up
Love is an arguement
Love is cheap
What is Love?
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She stared out at the sun
The sunlight burned her face so she turned away
A tear escaped and rolled down her cheek
She snarled at herself, how could she be so weak?
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Sometimes i wish
I could I hide
the lonely half in me
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The moon was shining over a town
It was pure quiet
Until the moon heard a giggle in the park
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