Awkward Angel


United States
40° 25' 14.1384" N, 80° 33' 17.8416" W

i'm uneverything .
i have been; i will be.
strung out on a thin string,
but no one seems to see
what these differences can bring.
like a sweet ocean breeze,
the way the rain softly sings,
all these little differences can be attributed to me.
i'm all these awkward things
that no one else can be.
i'm an angel with wings,
if i could only fly peacefully


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