A Million Angels

Sometimes I feel as though
A million angels surround me
Comforting my weary soul
yet scolding me
for cheating this way

The angels hearts protrude
from their soul
where we dance
in the midst of glory

Grace on all sides
As I play the childish game
Yet again eager
To harm the person inside

The person inside cries out in agony
then twists and dies

A million tears,
A million angels
Cry

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