Halo send me down,
let the light of this daydream
leak to the ground.
May the tranquility of my stream of memories
pave me a path to serenity.
It seems there is more than distance between us;
the window I once adored you through,
is frosted with confusion,
and now it's too cold for angels to fly...
it's too late for me to grab hold
of what's never been,
what's only ever imagined in a dream.
I shan't feel broken,
I see I was never whole to begin with;
could never fix what was never made,
and with nothing come's an angels tear.
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