halo
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Risen up gracefully
A halo on her head
Aunt Sharen earns her golden wings
Slowly fading into an eternal slumber in her bed
Proud, Brave, Determined, I go on
That's what she would've wanted
you tell me to play
to play your games
i am not a player
or a gamer
i am a soft natured artist
i like to paint and think
i like to listen to indie and drink
but you ask me to play the game
If a sinner is what I'm called to be,
Take the halo away from me.
Take away what makes me a saint,
my angel wings you must taint.
Make me a criminal to the core,
