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Angels and Their Wings
I lie here in the stillness
Darkness my only friend
I hear the voices calling me
I fear this is the end.

Awkwardly I am moving
towards that circle of white light
wishing it was over
no longer must I fight.

Slowly I begin to shudder
cold winds begin to wail.
The voices they grow stronger
as I follow this ghostly trail.

Prayers will go unanswered
My soul cannot be saved
So now I face my demons
As I lie here rotting in my grave.

Creatures sweep down to take me
they capture me in their arms
I hear the voices whisper
“We will shelter you from harm”.

I was not a believer
 religion was never my thing
But I thank the skies above
For Angels and their wings.


   

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