I Sent an Angel
It's Friday,3'o clock in the afternoon,
And you said you would call me soon.
You said that but a week ago,
And the days have gone so painful and slow.
You joined the army,Could you be dead?
All these horrid thoughts are running through my head.
As I pull out a whisle,And called Something.
Maybe this will make me stop thinking of this shame.
Here it comes,The thing that I called.
This is an Angel,No type of fraud.
I asked her to go,And check on you,For me.
And I watch and wait And see her diappear into the trees.
All of A sudden ,There was something coming,That I could see.
You had sent a different Angel to come and checkon me.
You sent me an Angel!It was so menacingly.
I had sent you an Angel,And you sent one to me.
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