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There are so many things I want say

But the words won't come out

Of my my hands or my mouth



I feel nothing and everything

I'm here, but I'm gone

Nothing seems right

But there's nothing really wrong



I'm exploding quietly

But the quiet grows louder

The angel wants to come out

And just keeps pounding harder



I can't let her out

She can't yet be free

I still need to grow a little stronger

But I can't keep her in much longer



There is a little boy

Who always tells two stories

One at night

And one in the morning



My mind has grown tired

My patience is wearing thin

But he has an angel inside him too

And my angel has fallen in love with his



But where there are angels

There are demons too

The demons don't want them together

So they try to make the angels feel that way too



Earth is a mixture

Of both Heaven and Hell

Whether or not the angels can be together

Only time will tell