Dark Angle

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    Dark Angle
    Is she here to help, or is she here to kill us all?
    Is there any one whom can help us?
    Are we all sentenced to live a life of torture?
    Or is there an escape for us?
    Some wait to go others go willingly.
    Me Im damned to wander this earth for all eternity.
    Dark Angle please take me in place of every one else,
    I ask every night but i dont get my wish.
    I wish I could save all who i get close to,
    but i cant.

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    baddreams commented on Dark Angle

    03-16-2009

    wow
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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