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The angels are watching…
From high upon the window sill…
With hand painted faces…
Sat there so very still…
Casting their judgment…
On what they can see…
But closing their eyes…
To all the dark reality…
They make no noise…
And lack facial expressions…
Sitting there in silence…
Avoiding the acute depression…
That exists all around…
Yet hidden from plain sight…
And becoming more potent…
As day turns into night…
Where it takes total control…
Creeping inside the mind…
And in silent darkness…
There’s no place to fucking hide…
The angels turn their backs…
As evil forces invade the bed…
And even in the darkest hour…
No support, not a single shred…
As Demons begin to take over…
Infesting behind closed eyes…
Forcing sweat out of each pour…
And panicked screams to cry…
But falling on their deaf ears…
As the angels look the other way…
Offering no hope of salvation…
Or soothing words to say…
That will help the situation…
Or combat this dark foe…
One that’s ever present…
One that simply refuses to go…
But the angels just keep watch…
High upon the window sill…
With expressionless faces…
Sat there so very fucking still…
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Eye Will Not Cry 
Love the piece…have had moments of feeling this way, myself. But I have found, we must “keep the faith”; and “keep our heads up”.
Love the song too 🙂
Thank you – and of course we must… Cheers J
Just. Imagination. Black. Angels. Doing. Bad.
Thank you – once we work out where imagination ends and reality begins, we will be fine… Cheers J
🙂
This piece is hauntingly beautful
Thank you for stopping by to comment Caroline! Cheers J
Ah angels…my guardian angel hangs her head and cries when I wake up lol. This piece is wonderful though J (couldn’t listen to the song though cause it makes me cry)
Hugs
Sal xx
Yeah, bit of a big song to use – could easily dominate the words – but it was a perfect compliment to my words – Cheers J