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Your angels won’t fly
You’ve lost your empathy
And I can’t miss you
I haven’t the time
To dream of
Foreign things
With smiles you forgot to make
With tiny needles and
Silk for thread
You sewed me back together [again]
Because I needed you to make
The little holes in my heart
Seem less empty
When the wind blows
Right through me
And you can feel the cold
On your face and my hand
Making promises
Would you keep?
Me
In a little white box
With a silver lining
And a black bow that hung over the top?
Would you wrap me in mauve?
And dance in fallen trees
With the stars falling down
Around me
And the moon on it’s shelf with the flames of angry hell
Burning for us
Just for tonight
And will you promise that you’ll keep
My heart
Safe from things
That would love to get
A hold on me
And tear me apart like the leaves fall from trees
On the cold autumn days in
The soft falling rain
And would you promise to need every part of me
When the snow wraps you cold
On the slow singing dreams
Of my second-hand wings
And I’d take you with me
Through all these hard things
And you wouldn’t have to cry
Over forgotten dreams
I’d like to let you know
You mean so much to me
With all my love.