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Angels Sit With Me…

I want the angels sit with me,
Hold my hands when I feel alone.
I want they give me my smile back,
As now I buried all my emotions deep.
The image which was once clear to my eyes,
Is now fading away out of my sight.
I live in fear to forget that precious face,
All this time I was alone and no angel’s trace.
I want you to come to me where ever you are,
Before I decide to quit my life and go too far…


© 2012 Pimmi Nag