Angles

To the depths of insanity
and to the heights of rage
my anger sends me

The hatred witch burns
deep, deep inside me
With intolerable pain longs
for one thing to lighten my load

There is barley any sight of
an angel i see them
the angels bless those gentlemen
other than i they comfort the men

The gentlemen kiss and bliss the angels
so I am sitting here watching this
letting my life slip as those gentlemen
enjoy there love

So I am here contemplating
my life and watching and listening
and sensing and wishing of such
a love to come





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