Friday, January 21, 2011

The Day After

you were trembling
when i touched your face
a frightened angel
who had lost her wings

come now
let me show you
about flying
the day after
you crash
into the ground

the angles flight is no mystery
all they need is someone to fly above

when i look up
i need to see you
flying
the day after
i crash
into the ground

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