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When will they come? |
Where are the angels?
Tired of writing More dark verses Tired of living in Words, I repeat
Of resident demons Living inside me I fought, but failed To defeat
Where are the angels? Why don't they see me? I'm burning, slowly In dark black heat
Where are the angels When I need them? And justice, they are Supposed to mete?
I've done my time In all the ditches Of hell, But now I Ask to retreat
Why angels do not Try to save me? Are they afraid To compete? |