10-15-2006, 04:24 PM
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Credits: 150 Spent time on board: 0:22:14 Hours Rep Power: 3    | She stands before me and her eyes are holding mine I hear the clock ticking yet I've lost all sense of time Tears stream down my face as I see what she has seen Pain is all I felt for her missing wing Some angels never make it, and in the end they fall And their wings aren't strong enough to help out at all Some angels are not angels, they're mortal just like me Sometimes all it takes is losing a single wing What would it feel like, if you could never fly again Never feel the gift of freedom, and everything would change I don't want to know, because my angel always said That if you lose a wing, your life might as well end Some angels never make it, and in the end they fall And their wings aren't strong enough to help out at all Some angels are not angels, they're mortal just like me They are people we see everyday, as we pass them on the street She stands before me and her eyes are holding mine I hear the clock ticking yet there is no sense of time Tears stream down my face, and I wish she knew that I I am sorry for everything, for all that I have tried My angel did not make, and she fell alone I was not their to catch her, to keep her safe at home My angel's not an angel, she was mortal just like me And I'm sorry to say she died a mortal, just for me to be Safe |
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