ππΌππΌπ ~Angels~ ππΌππΌπ
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Taking care of things,
As an angel grows its wings.
I believe people belong
In the sky above.
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Showing endless love
As they break through.
Into the church pews
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Showing their true colors,
Rainbows shine bright
As there are tunnels of light.
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The bright in the dark,
Hopefully this doesn't leave a mark.
Because the people around
Need to be safe and sound.
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It's just an angel growing its wings.
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ππΌππΌπ