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roxy
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in some lights he is venus in all her be-clam-shelled glory resting her weight on one smooth thigh, eyes looking off somewhere, extending one tiny, ivory foot, ocean breeze playing with her curly, foam-kissed hair. other times i look at him and he is an ancient Greek statue bending in half at the rounded abdomen, wincing, his arms having been pulled off by harsh time. this is much easier to stomach. he is victory with the wings ripped off. bloody and ruined.
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urael
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i spent four years of my life chasing an angel. i couldnt help myself. he would pretend to give his heart to me and so i freely gave him mine and then he would break it and disappear. every time he reappeared it would start all over and he would break my heart again. i took to calling him my dark angel because he had a sort of haunted look about him. after four years of having my heart systematicaly broken i was finally able to let him go and resist his angelic charm when he returned. i saw that he was not an angel at all but something without feeling. of all the angels that god had created lucifer was the most beautiful
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I know a dark-haired angel. She gazes upon me with dark eyes. I think she is beautiful. I hope one day we can fly to somewhere nice. I hope her wings are strong enough. I hope we make it there, maybe to Alaska
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once, but only once; and only for less than one second. . . i thought that i was an angel. i thought that i had been sent down from the stars to keep the poor rich, and to warm cold hearts. but then i saw that it was not so. i had presumed only what i had wanted to presume. if, for one single moment in my life, i have ever been an angel, it was because i had fallen, not because i had been sent.
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corbin strange
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And if i wear dark coloured wings and am not beautiful, what then? In fantasy and reality alike - a raven amongst doves... (or a loon among swans?). I keep to the extremes of hot and cold. summer comes and the candles on my table have wilted like dead flowers in the heat and it does not matter because nothing good ever stays here anyway. Just me.
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gregg
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we are falling shattered glass through the water to the bottom glistening and sparling in the sun like the things you want to wrap your hands around as we turn, come here and touch me, squeeze me, breathe me...
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Tiffa
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Circle me in spirals hold me in the sky tear apart my wings fallen i shall die
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jennifer
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sometimes I hear the opening strains of this song played on an out_of_tune_piano in the courtyard of the holiday inn or I hear it lying in bed, before the first rays of dawn grace the empty pillow beside me or I'll hear it on purpose, when I put on my headphones and force myself to hear it along with countless other songs that make me cry I need to cry I still haven't
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jennifer
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sometimes I hear the opening strains of this song played on an out_of_tune_piano in the courtyard of the holiday inn or I hear it lying in bed, before the first rays of dawn grace the empty pillow beside me or I'll hear it on purpose, when I put on my headphones and force myself to hear it along with countless other songs that make me cry I need to cry I still haven't
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silentbob
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i have an angel, ya know. Her name is Alicia Rae and she makes me feel like the only guy in the world, when i'm the only guy in the room, but that's all good, cuz i still love her no matter what. She tried to tell me she wasn't an angel but she couldn't fool me, because i saw her with her harp once and i knew it for a fact at that point.
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psycho insomniac
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we are the everyday angels. we dont have perfect bodies and long, golden hair, we dont have visable wings or little haloes above our heads we dont judge and we always forgive. we believe in beauty and respect all that is true. and when we die, we go into you.
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evi
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I know one. I remember him sitting next to me, his wet hair shining in the cold sun, his bright blue eyes sparkling in childlish excitement, making my fears vanish. I remember his concerned hands, softly helping me off the ground. His naive little white lies, meant to make me feel better. I know he's an angel, because no matter how deep I look into his eyes, I can never see evil in them. And that one time, when I was ready to give up, he hugged me so tightly I forgot my demons.
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oodles
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Some guys are cute, some are good looking, some are hot, but there are a select few that are absolutely, indescribably angelic. They are so incredibly beautiful that they seem to eminate a glow when they smile and barely brush the ground when they walk. It is an insult to call them attractive. They are gorgeous. They bring Heaven to my everyday. Thank you, God, for my angel in Missouri Hall.
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kronoman
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I met someone at the dog show. She was holding my left arm. Everyone was acting normal, so I tried to look nonchalant. We both said 'I really love you' The Shriners loaned us cars We races up and down the sidewalk twenty thousand million times. Why, why did they send her over anyone else how should i react these things happen to other people they don't happen at all, in fact when you're following an angel does it mean you have to throw your body off a building somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead calling you an angel calling you the nicest things They said they have a space program they say you can't hear; there's no air sometimes i think i kinda like that and other times i think i'm already there gonna ask for my admission gonna speak to the man in charge the secretary says he's on another line can i hold for a long long time i found out she's an angel i don't think she knows i know i'm worried that something might happen to me if anyone ever finds out when you're following an angel does it mean you have to throw your body off a building somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead calling you an angel calling you the nicest things They said they have a space program they say you can't hear; there's no air sometimes i think i kinda like that and other times i think i'm already there when you're following an angel does it mean you have to throw your body off a building somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead calling you an angel calling you the nicest things
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steve
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My angel Katrina... I daresay she is the greatest. And not just by dint of her looks either :)
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grendel
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ahh, so you know a Katrina too... hehe...small world this and laden with coincidence, too.
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j_blue
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i call coincidence cosmic_regularity
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kronoman
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There is no such thing as coincidence... Everything is some design. And why, why in the known universe was my name posted as 'steve' on that one? I'm not steve... I don't even know a steve. But I posted that. Go figure.
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jennifer
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it's sacreligeous (sp?) for Dave to wear a crucifix
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peyton
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I honestly met an angel once. I real life angel. He was quite plain looking, and wearing a business suit. There was nothing extraordinary about him except for his ability to tear steel apart with his bare hands. I'd just had a car accident, and was trapped in the car at the bottom of a ravine. There were three others in the car that heard the squeal as the metal roof was ripped right off the car. He took my hand in his, wrapped his arm around me, and said, "Come on.. everything's gonna be alright." I'd never believed anyone like I believed him. He lifted all four of us up and took us to the top of the cliff. It was pouring rain. All four of us swore we saw the exact same thing. This is no heresay. This happened to me. I remember it from MY memory. I was thirteen years old. When we turned around to thank him, he was gone. The lady who stopped when she saw us go over said that she never saw anyone. Especially some balding man in a business suit, in the pouring down rain.
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just a punk
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i am an angel in wolves clothing. one of these days i will earn my wings, and with those wings i will fly away to where i am truely happy.
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Morelen
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Fallen Angel's Flown Away.
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florescent light
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When I looked into the mirror when I was a young girl, I really believed I was one. I think it had to do in part with my snow white complexion. My friend and I made these beautiful wings, with gold glitter, and we'd run around my house with them on, pretending to be waves of magic. I still think I am an angel- I just have to learn to tap into my powers.
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Denna
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He called me Angel, he thought it was true. Then I did what I did, and I do what I do. After all is done, he said "I forgive you." I wish I was an Angel, I wish it were true. But I did what I did, and I do what I do. After all is done, Angel's not me, it's you.
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Sol
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without hope or fear, settling, snoelike dark light and pure, smothering and life stealing, giving and holding, and insulating from pain, golden black, purest olive, sunbrowned, airburnt, perfected, flawed, hopeless, failing, dying, immortal, eternal, momentary, windborne, timetorn, lovelorn, emancipated, liberated, liberating, terrifying, deliberate by design, uncertain by sight, insubstantial, smokelike, solid, ice warm, fire cold, burning light, shadowed night.
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shADy
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you swept me off my feet, made me realize and respect the true me. I want to love you. Take your beautiful soft hand into mine and never let you go. I want our tyme together to be forever. I want you to know that I will never hurt you...ever.
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Mana
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even angels need help flying 'round let me hold you and i wont hold you down.
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TERMINATOR
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WHO THA FUCK ARE YOU?
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transatlantic
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He's an angel. He thinks he's like the rest of us. Protector, defender. He would only know if he realised how much it would hurt us to lose him.
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aleno
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leave your prints upon my heart and we will sweetly never part angel fallen down for me footprints from a boy whos the
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Aimee
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I once dated a guy who kept telling me I was an angel. I'm not. And I told him so... now that I've broken up with him... I wonder if he still thinks that of me... I'm no angel... spawn of satan is closer to it no matter how good I try to be....
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distorted tendencies
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the way you appear dark light fallen enlightened
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Bizzar
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is what I hold in my arms everyday of my life. Is the man I love, and I thank God everyday that I have him. I love you.
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silentbob
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Every time a homosexual comes out of the closet, an angel gets its wings
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Saint
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Silentbob, you just brought tears of laughter to this old queen's eyes. I've got cheeseburger all over my monitor i laughed so hard when i read that.
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silentbob
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i'm glad
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stacey
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and i said, fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky, fly on my sweet angel tomarrow im going to be by your side
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cocoonqueen
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yeah SB that was strangely gripping. [[[*a twilight znoe moment*]]]
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chiefnewo
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