Wandering above the buildings
in the night sky.
the pain of the planet
has reached the other realms.
The Angels cry
over the new york city skyline.
The darkness below
has swept their love away,
attached to this pain,
there is nothing,
on this earth plane
that can heal the depressed angels.
But still they wonder
when love is coming
to save each another.
Fly, angels, fly.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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