fall sweet angel into sleep
heart still beating but not to keep
wounds still healing after ages past
the spirit of freedom will never last
and so in time all things must fade
the darkest feelings you wont avade
so sleep sweet angel from the sky
do not awaken before you die
heart still beating but not to keep
wounds still healing after ages past
the spirit of freedom will never last
and so in time all things must fade
the darkest feelings you wont avade
so sleep sweet angel from the sky
do not awaken before you die
just a small poem I felt like writing today dealing with agony heart-ache death and lonely-ness.