Angel

I have an Angel the little girl said in a voice that quietly screamed her loneliness I could not respond then because I did not hear then and continued walking past her In the dark hours I listened to all those voices I could not hear then some ominous some disjointed and some just sad I have an Angel I have returned to look for her to look for some sign as to where she rests in this graveyard of lonely souls

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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