The flute...

I've had nice evening... I've had it all...
But still unsettled my mind's drowning
Soaked in wet - my lonely soul...
An incomplete and half-way feeling...

Everybody sings of angels -
There's no fire without the smoke...
But my wings're smaller than lentils:
I am not the one bespoke...

I wanted to complete the circle -
To be the whole just for you:
The heart was dangerously broken,
And so the angel's flute...


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