I was begging you to come.
It felt like you were an angel,
Like you were an exit,
Like the light that you see when you fall.But the angel is dead
And the exit is closed
And the lights are just off.
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Collection of poems
Thơ caMy own heart touching poems about love, peace and society.
Disappointment
I was begging you to come.
It felt like you were an angel,
Like you were an exit,
Like the light that you see when you fall.But the angel is dead
And the exit is closed
And the lights are just off.