Mean Angles

by Oobie   Jun 27, 2004


The winds cry your name.
Ever since you left me.
It has rained ,its been cloudy and gray.
Every since you left me.
The only people that have you now are the angles up above.
They are making me jealous when they make the clouds spell your name.
I miss you so much.
I wish I could climb up a flight of clouds and come and get you and bring you back to me.
But I cant,,,,
I have thought about it
Ever since the day you left me,
I cant wait to go up there and take you away from those mean angles....
you will be all mine.

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