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I stare into the skies,
keep looking for your eyes.
All I see is stars,
Spreading through your wings.
Miles and miles by far,
I can hear your voice sing.
My treasure I cannot seem to find,
Years and Years I have serched.
As this little music box unwinds,
This pity life is growing short.
so am I falling up,
Or am I falling down?
Pitter of my tiny heart,
is soon put to rest.
I still cannot find your face,
Even in my dreams.
What use am I,
If I can only die?
I think I am falling up,
Yes this I do belive.
Skyward I fall away,
Fading from your arms.
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I wrote this on one of my Angel Sanctuary wallpapers that I made. I liked the poem so I posted ... ^^