March 11, 2011 by Abode Camp in Zao

Angel Without Wings


Hold her in your right hand.
And guide her safely home.
Brush away all the thorns.
Find all the stones.
You’re my angel without wings.
When i was crying you never left my side.
When i was dying you never left my side.
You’re always there for me.
You’re my angel without wings.
You were always without wings.
Without wings.






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