Angel Poem by Vivienne Chen
Angel
I hung up my wings for the night
No seraph needs them here
Those fluffy, light, angelic wings
A [expletive] pain to wear
When people dare to think of me
They see my wingéd flight
To answer prayers and take the calls
Of those who are in plight
But never do they find me when
At the start of another day
Alarm clocks ring and morning comes
To take my wings away.
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