Angel Ghosts
See Me in your shadows, My girl
He always said that to me
There was nothing more in the world
That i wanted to believe.
The slow movement of the monster approached.
At first the Shadow was the darkest of gray
Changed to a fiery Demon and enchroached
And all i could do was pray.
There were times when the ghosts were there
They were beautiful, not scary at all.
Just comforting presences who cared
And held her when she whimpered and/or called.
These Angel Ghosts slipped in and out
Sometimes a long darkness in between
And Blessed feels this girl, no doubt
But even Angels collapse with broken wings.
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