Why do angles cry?
On angelic faces,
Leaving tracks behind.
Leaving traces,
On a wound,
That cannot heal.
From lashes of words,
Made from steel.
Why do the tears fall from grace?
Upon this fragile place.
Weeping and
Wallowing
From this ache.
Why does it feel like I am losing control?
This never-ending hurt.
Deep within my soul.
The pain of trying to speak.
Yet the words are unspoken.
Why do angels cry?
I’ll tell you why.
Because I—-.
Cant.(whispered)
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