Thursday, February 10, 2005

Azrael my only friend

O Azrael my only friend
I felt your wings' caress on my face
Was it me my friend?
Or was it you?
Either ways I am here
Hurt but unbent
Till next time my friend
Soar high and proud
O Azrael my only friend

A poem I wrote a few days after my accident...

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