Angels
What other beauty is there but Angels
even when you don't believe?
But you were raised to believe in -
raised to see Angels -
Raised to find beauty in Heavenly Angels.
Every love's an Angel
All Good is Angels
Where does it end -
The extraordinary mundanity of Angels?
What other beauty is there in this world
or the hypothetical next?
What other beauty is there but Angels?
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ty.ferg
I'm from South Dakota and I love poetry. In every spare moment I am composing lines to new works in my head, and I am always working to gain inspiration from everything around me. I play the piano, guitar, ukulele, banjo, and percussion. I love to draw and I love anything that involves zombies. Someday I will see the world.
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