The Angel drew away
before it could grow it's little wings
Leaving my heart
in a sad motionless state
Not knowing what to mourn
for the life was yet to form
Can you share love for
a lump of flesh?
Where the soul
yet not resides
Can your heart weep
for a heart yet to form
I mourn today for my Angel,
The Angel who couldn't grow it's wings
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