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| Angel Tears Lost on in desert lands dust clouded skies fill a haunted man�s eye follows the outline to the door, Slam! An angel cries. A vulture screams through the breaking light and the rattle snakes dance, as he hears the call of misery beckoning. An angel cries. There�s a time to keep it in, a time to let it go. Trying not to break as the story all unfolds. An angel cries. Lost on the edge again, he strives the night to survive the day�s light, walks down the rusted path back to nowhere land. His angel cries. |
| Copyright 2004 Erica D'Hondt |