By kevin urenda, iamaklulessfriend
Date: 7 July 1999

To An Angel

To an Angel for every tease I failed to take
I suffer now from this heart ache
of knowing that I have hurt you
and wondering what I should do

So impotent I feel indeed
and far from friends whom I still need
flutter of the wings I do not hear
the sweetest Angel gone I fear

My ill humor one day has cost
I hope sweet friend I have not lost
The thought of that is killing me
forgiven opportunity

I wish she would give me a chance
I've practiced my best song and dance

07.07.99


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