-My Distant Angel-

I sat alone
Atop my mountain of loneliness
Pondering my life away
I was awake yet not living
Preferring the solitude
Above anything else

Yet so suddenly
An angel appeared
Before my weary eyes
I tried to reach her
To see if she was not
A lonely heart's dream

She noticed me
And my heart was filled
With such pure joy
We talked till the end
Of Old Father Time himself
We did not even care

Still I can't reach her
Yet I am at peace
For I know that she is real
For that angels love
I will wait forever
In the end we'll be together

-End-

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