Invisible wings

That which you make important becomes that which you have in your life, that which you run from becomes farther and father from your vision, soon your heart doesn’t know where the hole that hurts came from.  So you wander the night in silent agony, waiting and hoping for an angel to touch your soul, an angel that won’t fly away, but will gladly fold her wings around you and give you those healing eyes and warm soft touches that will bring your soul back to life, help you create fires with your words and heal others with your inspiration and passions.  One day she will see that though your wings are invisible, you too can make a soul fly to heavenly places.


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