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The angel entered the room,
and she was asked,
'what do angels need? : .
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The angel said'i'm not sure',
then she thought,
angels need wings right? ,
well that's what this angel needed.
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She's comes back in the room,
to tell all that its wings that she's missing,
they ask,
'when will you get them'.
~
She leaves and comes back,
prepared to tell her story,
she says,
never,
not until i am unbroken,
but that will never happen.
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Well the room of people say,
oh angel,
you don't need your wings just yet,
the angel asked,
but received no answer,
so she leaves the room,
and here she still stands.
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Wingless,
and broken,
only to maybe finally,
receive those wings,
when she is fixed.
: : end: :
written: 1/29/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is true that angels can't fly with clipped wings, or worse, none at all. An interesting poem. Where is this room? lol Grinning at you with 9 cherubs from Tai