Angel in the Room

Angel in the Room

3 am hating strange perceptions

Salty tears raining down

Dreams of radio static voices

Nightmares I can’t remember

Or memories…better forgotten

Angel in the room

She waits to be asked…

Crying in the corner

Two wings over me…

A shield until early morning light.

(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson

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