When no one is listening,
When the the eyes believe a lie,
This is how an angel dies.
When the heart slows its beating,
The arms weaken from swimming,
And your mind keeps repeating,
This is how an angel dies.
When faith fails to bring healing,
Love turns to hate and
Pain keeps on fleeting,
This is how an angel dies.
When the world keeps you doubting,
And your soul keeps rerouting,
You’re bruised, broken and hurting,
This is how an angel dies.
When your legs ache from running,
The miles are endless and the road winding,
When you walk weary and crying,
This how an angel dies.
When the moon keeps on rising,
The sun keeps on setting and
You grow tired of regretting,
Instead of forgetting,
This is how an angel dies.
This is how angel dies,
She never flies.
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Grace Durbin 