Angel's Hearts Break Too
Was it not you
who made me believe it was true
My sky you made blue
I held unto you like glue
your intentions, no clue
To the highest sky,
you made my fears fly
My eyes you wiped dry
now, in your hot pan I fry
why do you want me to die?
Angel's hearts break too
I didn't know you had two
not once you gave me a clue
now, in shame's line I queue
Your whorish ways, I wish I knew
Miriam Onyancha
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