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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