She's an angel for sure,
Wings
The angel sings of missing wings,
awaiting her chance to fly;
She always clings to painful things,
like memories that make her cry.
Then he appears and wipes her tears;
her delight she can't deny.
He soothes her fears and vows her years;
now winged, they soar in the sky.
By my beautiful Isis.
***
My name is Tasha and I am a complete fucking failure.
My name is Tasha and I know I'll never be good enough for anything I ever dream up.
My name is Tasha and I am a waste of human flesh.
My name is Tasha and all I want is to be an angel.
Forever.
***
My Angels;
The Heart.The Inspiration.
The Brilliance.The Beauty. The Dream.The Eyes.
The Words. The Creativity.
***
And because heaven sends and heaven takes without her it's not the same because only she can set him free.
Previously The Missing Piece, Make Me Beautiful.
Wings
The angel sings of missing wings,
awaiting her chance to fly;
She always clings to painful things,
like memories that make her cry.
Then he appears and wipes her tears;
her delight she can't deny.
He soothes her fears and vows her years;
now winged, they soar in the sky.
By my beautiful Isis.
***
My name is Tasha and I am a complete fucking failure.
My name is Tasha and I know I'll never be good enough for anything I ever dream up.
My name is Tasha and I am a waste of human flesh.
My name is Tasha and all I want is to be an angel.
Forever.
***
My Angels;
The Heart.The Inspiration.
The Brilliance.The Beauty. The Dream.The Eyes.
The Words. The Creativity.
***
And because heaven sends and heaven takes without her it's not the same because only she can set him free.
Previously The Missing Piece, Make Me Beautiful.