Angel's Birth
There's more to what you see.
By Cat JenningsPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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One single tear down my cheek,
I feel a presence begin to leak.
My eyes are open wide,
and gaze upon my own blood and flesh.
I see my closest friend dabbing her eyes,
a nurse holding tissues comforting her cries.
All along I felt unprepared,
but this feels so right, just floating there.
Was this the end to what I was?
My life stopped at a distracted bus.
I can't feel a heartbeat or a single bone,
but feel powerful and free yet not alone.
I can feel the love all around me.
This is where I am meant to be,
this is my life long destiny.
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