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Different name Same gam I smile Only for a while then back to pain alone and crying again but a giding light my angel of the night opens my eyes so i can see pain is not a thing for me tells me love's not this way and it's all gonna be okay in his hands he holds my shattered heart and carefully restores every part but he disapears when i hold out my hand and im left lost trying to understand shy is he? or is it me? he's not real it seems but he is to me in my dreams... |
This is a really good poem, it kind of reminded me of the Phantom of the Opera mostly with the title being "Angel of the Night". There's a few ways you can take this poem. I thought of almost a guardian angel protecting this person. They're so hurt by love they've seem to lost thir way. This angel portects this person and comforts them like a security blanket. Overall this is a great read, the only suggestion I have is the second line "Same gam" I think you meant "Same gam(e)" I could be wrong though. Great job though, keep up the good work! :) ~Cris | Posted on 2006-08-05 00:00:00 | by my_worst_fear85 | [ Reply to This ] | |