Where Has My Guardian Angel Gone To?
I'm Told I see Her Every Day,
But I Know That's Not Her,
It Must Be An Imposter.
My Guardian Angel Always Smiled Whenever Things Got Rough.
That Woman Only Scowls At Me.
My Guardian Angel Used To Hold Me Close and Wipe Away My tears.
That Woman Only Pushes Me Away and Tells Me She Doesn't Care.
My Guardian Angel Would Tell Me Everything Would Be Okay.
That Woman Only Makes Things Worse.
Where Has My Guardian Angel Gone To?
I'm Told I See Her Everyday.
But I Know That's Not Her
It Must Be An Imposter.
If You find her, could you please tell me? I really miss her.
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Jasmin Lyle Smith
PoetryWhatever I feel and think. Mostly in the form of crappy poems. Experiences I've been through, recollections of encounters, and my deepest emotions.
