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Angel.

written by: Ingela(saja)

@ingelasaja

 

They called you an Angel while you were alive.
Why didn't I see; you wouldn't survive?
So much remorse, so many regrets. Memories cuts, and deeper it gets.

I'm standing here bleeding. You left me alone. I hope you're with angels,
at peace, on a throne.

Ingela

Ingela

Fighting the sorrows in life by writing, sometimes joking, sometimes I try to put words to the pain
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