
10-08-2007, 10:51 PM
I wrote this for a friend who died in a car crash recently. I found writeing was the only way to keep me from falling apart.
Tied up in ribbons
Torn up in knots
Alone in the darkness
Alone in the Light
We Wonder why
death grips the young
we wonder why
he never takes the strong
Fallen angels
from a promised land
on shattered wings
on broken sands
just trying to go home again
Some say my wings are white
so large and yet so pure
I hate these wings so light
that leave me so unsure
I say these wings are red
that leave me oh so cold
with all the things unsaid
and fears are all along
Fallen angels
from a promised land
on shattered wings
on broken sands
just trying to go home again
Death takes our angels
and we feel the pain
another angel
and the tears, they fall again
This time we cry
with many fears
they succeeded this time
so no more tears
Taking Angels
from the fallen lands
on mended wings
on crystal sands
and lead them home again
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