It must have been a rainy day,
The day you entered the world,
For all the heavens had wept,
The loss of their greatest angel.
I didn't feel anything,
The day we first met,
But today I see myself,
Whispering your name.
I know not when,
I stirred for you,
But I know that,
I am truly yours.
Today I beat in a rhythm,
A rhythm to your name,
The name which holds,
The greatest angel of all.
I'd sooner cease the beat,
Than have you stare at me,
With eyes filled with scorn,
With eyes filled with hatred.
I apologise my angel,
For any pain I caused,
For anger I sparked,
I didn't ever mean to.
I'm not a clairvoyant,
I know not for sure,
But I feel something,
Stirring within you.
I could be wrong,
But maybe I could,
Know hidden truths,
But I could be wrong.
I shall not speak out of turn,
I shall press nothing upon you,
But, fair angel, if I feel the truth,
I shall not stir away, I shall stay.
I will never be too far,
Your words will always,
Find me in the darkness,
Where I shall stay to hear.
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