An Angels Cry Poem by Mark Hyer
An Angels Cry
When angels cry
Life seems to die
they fight for love
with the dreams above
There are certain people
who make us wear a glove
but those loving ones make our steeple
There are women who cause
the men to strive
the women we love are far from pause
the man is alive
Destroy the reasoning
be part of the whole
ill make my love sing
even if shes thinking about a bowl
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