I Want To Get Away.
And Be With the Angels in the Sky.
But My Wings Are Broken
They Are Not Made To Fly.
I Can Not Get To Heaven,
On Two Broken Wings.
And I Can't Wait Around
For What Tomorrow Brings
Consider Me An Angel.
Stuck In My Own H***,
The Tattered Wings Are Memories.
Of Every Time I Fell
Heaven Is Just A Dream Away,
Something I Hope Is Real,
Trying To Keep Pushing On
Hoping These Wounds Will Heal
I Wish I Was Born With Perfect Wings
But Nothing Goes How I Want In Life.
Always Feels Like I Am Going Nowhere
Except Heading Into Strife
Please Don't Expect Much From Me,
My Halo's Tarnished And My Wings Are Torn.
A Rose May Seem So Beautiful.
But When It Dies. It's Only Thorns
Angela D Bean
Copyright ©2009 Angela D Bean
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