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by blue_angel Feb 23, 2006 category : Life, society / other
Feel the cold air blowing As you walk alone in the night. Stop and sit at a quiet place, And look if there are stars. Notice tears running down From your eyes that's never ending. Then ask why you're a broken angel. A broken angel with wings so beautiful But nobody ever noticed. Sad. Lonely. Incomplete. Fate has been too selfish. Destiny, where will I meet you?