Friday, August 19, 2005

From Jay

Can you hide me from despair,
for an angel could you care?
Hide me in a pit so deep,
so only the rats can hear me weep.
Put me in a place so dark,
maybe the middle of a desolate park.
Walk away and dont look back,
left to become a maggot snack.
Hidden away for years to come,
hope I dont come back to bite your bum.
I am your secret, little old me,
the fallen angel that you set free.


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