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an angel lying on the floor her wingscarrying her no more, she cries out to*god seeking forgivenessshe looks up with bloody eyesher thoughts masked out by*her cries*salvation is the tole to make*peace and free her soulthe weeping angel grabs her wings*the silence broken by the screams*the angle lying on the floor dying*to her heart beat no more