The Angel

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Your heart thudding deep,

The only thing about you that never fails.

Finding myself wishing you would disapear,

Like you did only a week ago.

I don't want to listen to you any more,

Stand here in front of you.

I want to be gone,

Falling into the darkness.

I don't want to show you my love again;

You pushed it away like the beach pushes away unwanted sand.

Yet you come crashing back to me,

Just like the waves.

So just leave,

Say good bye again.

Be gone,

Like the little cold hearted ghost you are.

The demon,

The angel.

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