Weeping Angel

I was thinking
I'm painting an angel on my shoulder
will save me
lulling
will comfort me when I cry.
I waited
for signs of better moments
happy moments
because of his care.
I forgot
that an angel was embedded in my skin
is crying.
I chose him myself.
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Posted: Dec 2019

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