| There's a very short story behind this one. A friend of mine was obsessed over one of the New Kids One The Block. Go ahead and laugh, I think it's funny now, but we were kids. Back to the point, my friend and I always played games down by the river. Pretending we were different people or animals or whatnot. And one day she just insisted that she wanted to be an angel. And an angel she was. Dove right off a rock into some poison ivy. But, away from that little memory, she told me before she did that stunt that she wished she could be an angel for whatever in god's name the guy's name was, I don't remember honestly. She wished she could fly to him and make him love her. Being a generous sort that I was, I offered to beat the hell out of him so she could heal him with her angel powers. And then it just clicked something in my head. Being so young of course I didn't actually appreciate it for what it was until now. Small regrets. |
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| Flying down into the cold This winged creature seeks a heart Searching through so many souls But only finding one of worth This heart that has been hurt Bleeding out from open wound Her touch can heal him Placing her hand over the cut Slowing the blood Wrapping her wings around his heart Freeing the pain that was inside And filling it with love By giving him this angel's heart |
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