My angel

 
Having survived the circle of hell, I fly higher,
My angel is nearby, somewhere on the roof.
We went through pain and separation together,
They suffered resentments, doubts, and torment.
I am grateful to him, he was always there,
Filling my life with a heavenly charge.
He's been protecting my back since I was a kid,
I dragged the cross, realizing that otherwise I would die.
In another life, I will become his support,
I will close my wing from the harsh fate.
Everything that is here will become unreal,
And the biblical plan was a failure.


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