Angel

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The angel on my shoulder stops me guessing, he lays my devils worries to their rest.

He sets my lies on fire and he puts them to the test.

The angel on my shoulder is my for-thought, when my devil doesn't think.

He makes sure I don't break.

The angel on my shoulder lies to me, he tells me I'm ok.

He wants to spare my feelings but they just don't go away.

The Angel on my shoulder is who I wish that I could be, but I know that that's just not going to be me.

He warns me again and again, but my devil doesn't listen.

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