Heaven's Storm
The Heavens continue to cry;
showers everday,
with thunder
and lightening.
But why do the Heavens cry you may ask?
Why are the skies so dark?
Why are the winds so cold?
Well I will tell you.
Heaven lost an angel,
A precious angel
who has a ring of light
around his head
and a beauty within him
that could make the coldest of men
give out a tear.
I have this angel now,
he is on earth,
and he is my world.
He is the only light I need.
Heaven,
Cast your storm upon me!
For I have my guardian angel by my side.
Who will protect me
through your vengeful storm.
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