WHITE ANGEL Isn´t anybody out there who can take this pain away? I can feel this unbelievable, deep, gloomy but free darkness. I can see it, I can feel it. In it...it is quiet. Silence... For a few minutes..., I don´t hear myself and my silent crying! She opens her black wings and guards me. Takes me. Catches me out of my pain. For a few seconds... Falls down on me and crushs me suffocates me. Takes my heart and smashes it in her black hands. Waiting for the white angel. Who´s coming Who guards me Who gives me life back. But don´t see him. Even not in far distance. Need him. Come finally to me, dear white angel, and liberate me. RESCUE ME...
Reason for writing:
It´s NOT the same as She has the power. I wrote it in a very
different situation. Perhaps it can be a more hopefull distraction of She has the power
Hope you like it.
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