Do you remember when you were free?
I do...you would walk along and never let
Their eyes hurt you...why, now, do they
Make you cry so? Such a strong individual...
Brought down by the words of a few
People who are so caught up in nothing that
They search for it in harsh fantasy...but don't
They realize that reality is harsh enough??
And as I watch you walk, slowly, so as to let
The words dissolve before you reach my front
Door, I can only make believe I am walking
Beside you, holding your hand, and when the
Day comes that I really do, and you don't pass
My door as you walk, I will know then what I
Know now...people are God's way of bringing
Angels like you down. Never let them break your
Wings, oh beloved...never let them bring you down.
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