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Unwanted

Out of my mind
I am for sure
My anger, out did
It pour

Hurting and crying
is all I can hear
As my words
Strike the sweet
Angels from heaven above

The more I say,
The harder they fall
Why can't I be in control
of the hatred in fear

Always pushing, always shoving
At my heart, trying to break
the last of the bonds
of the love I once felt

I can feel the last one break
as I watch their tears -
Silently fall

I wish to be an Angel
Among them all
But I am their devil
They did not call



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