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Angel
Life flashed past in a blur of motion.
I drew my last breath
Before having the chance to live.
I open my new eyes, to see them crying.
They can´t see me, hear me,
Feel me.
I spread my wings and whisper:
I´m sorry.
Good bye, please don´t worry.
Death is peaceful,
Sad a little.
Time has frozen, progress ceased.
My heart ain´t beating,
My thoughts are slow,
My eyes are fixed on the light I follow.
I am an Angel, dead to live again.
I must leave,
To return once more releaved of pain.
poem
by
Anne Harkonen
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