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Silent anger I cannot rest, as my halo is put to test Much beauty I do not see, though it lies within me My time I shouldn't waste, no second can be erased Such heart I seem to fill, now lift my wings and still This angel can bare no longer, this cage has damn near killed her -Danielle E.

    Sometimes we see them, sometimes we do not. The image of real and unreal dangles by threads as it is worn down by non-beleivers and religious faith. I myself am a custom to portraying a sense of the unseen, a glimpse in the dark, the faint voice of something not of your knowledge, the creeping footsteps heard from down the hall. In a protest, I try to shake the uneasy feeling. Yet somehow always familiar, it is to be dismissed with every new experience having found its way to me once again.    I am frightened for but a moment as I lay here in my bed trying to go to sleep, I can not help but drift off into a state of bliss. I am so exhau

Cries from above the angels weep Dying from darkness they're soon to leap Faith not enough to set them free Carrying the burdens of life you see Reborn into this world to tell such lies Hiding and shaming your looking eyes Sparing the innocent the angel creep upon one's soul she quietly keeps Bearing and watching your every sin Tearing away at you, she wants to get in -by Danielle E.