Angelic Face

Angelic face

Smiling in your doom

Reaching toward

A non existent room

Spilling secrets

Spilling wine

Forever embracing

A real good time

Angelic face

Stubborn in your fate

Experimenting wildly

Not finding a single trace

Of satisfaction

Within your life

Settling down 

Means selling out

Disproportionate roads

Traveled and beaten

Love tangled nights

Shredded or cleaven

Idealistic thoughts

Driven to the core

Searching for discussion

Always wanting more

So when they found you

Cold

Wet

And all alone

Your angelic face

Peaceful and shorn

Eyes closed

As if in a dream

Smiling sadly

As if you have known

Have you found

Your new home?

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by Bill Ferguson

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