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I have been her keeper of secrets

For too long

I have bared her pain

For nothing

I sheltered her from the hurt

Just to be pushed away

I guess...this is the end

For all things lost..

For all new things...

For all the things that have happened

And for all the things that could have been..

Fly for me, Angel.

I gave my wings to you.