THE HEALING OF MY SOUL

YOU CAN'T HAVE MY CROWN IT DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU, IT BELONGS

TO ME...

I HAVE WORKED HARD FOR ALL MY BLESSINGS OF STRENGTH

AND CREATIVITY..

I CONQURED DEPRESSION AND DESTRUCTION..

WHILE LEAPING OVER BOUNDARIES AND DEVASTATION...

I STOOD FIRM THROUGH IT ALL, I REFUSE TO FALL, I REFUSE..

I NEEDED STRENGTH AND HE TOLD ME CHOOSE...

WILL YOU BE WISE IN YOUR DECISION,  IF YOU CAN'T LOSE...

WILL YOU GAIN UNDERSTANDINGS OF MY RULES..

I TOOK HEED AND I GENTLY WIPED MY TEARS OF FEARS AWAY...

BUT NOT LONG ENOUGH FOR THEM TO COME THE NEXT DAY...

SHE WAS GONE AND I COULDN'T SAVE HER, I COULDN'T HOLD HER... 

I CRIED ASKING WHY DID YOU TAKE HER..

SHE MUST HAVE PRETTY SPECIAL..

YOU HEALED HER AND YOU GAVE HER TRUTH. ..

SO I THANK YOU, FOR SAVING MYSELF..

I HAVE NO ONE ELSE...

          -ANGEL '17

 

 

 

 

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