My little precious prince,
was hanging on a bridge.
Trying to catch a breathe,
flew away from a thread.
Some says he's a threat,
now hinders by fears.
Of the cruel world he fell,
hard as heavy as a stone.
Will throw him afar,then
a lonely heart dies, since
the day he went away.
From then on, I ask myself,
where the hell are you now?
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ANGEL'S POETRY
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