My Dead Angel by Niobeth
For the blood of the innocents.
For the marked bodies of the children.
For the wounded women.
For the lost souls.
For the stolen innocence.
For the trapped tears.
For the deep sadness of the world.
For you to return to the world.
For there to be hope for those whom
have it snatched from them.
For tomorrow to be worth dawning.
For there to be happiness
where there is hate.
I write a letter for my dead angel.
Please, I ask you, my dead angel,
to return to the world.
A bit of light for darkness.
For you to return to the world...
I write a letter for my dead angel...
A feather for each hurt soul.
A flutter for each injustice.
f your wings could fly again,
if they could embrace
the sorrow of those hurt.
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