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There's Still An Angel Left In You Tim D Ryan
There�s Still An Angel Left In You
Somewhere I know I�ll see those eyes again,
Though probably not in the same tone or,
In the best of scenarios.
And I, tried so long to get accustomed,
But it�s something I can�t get used to.
It�s just, that some days I was unsure,
If you�d ever wake, or keep breathing.
So I proclaimed my worst fears to you in your sleep,
And I was sure you weren�t listening.
Then again, I was the one always wrong.
And I swear there�s an angel in here somewhere,
We just haven�t gone deep enough.
I know you�d say you�d turn me in, without a second,
A second of thought,
But you�ve been stuttering for several now.
And I, tried so long to get accustomed,
But it�s something I can�t get used to.
It�s just, that some days I was unsure,
If you�d ever wake, or keep breathing.
So please, don�t go comatose quite yet,
I�ve still got secrets to tell.
By the grace that saved us both,
Let me turn on the light and see those eyes.
I tried so long to get accustomed,
But it�s just something I won�t get used to.
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"good stuff tim. seems like you are almost beyond being one of the self-absorbed teens infecting this site, and actually have something to say. a bit less angst would help. hope your "songs" sound as good as they read. This poem startles refreshingly. well done. " -- david namerow.
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