Angels are some where out here, watching over us
Do i need to preach it, time heals, time tells, and you always know someone out there is smiling and thinking of you, do broken hearts mends, how, do they leave some scar, some stitching, some unknown mark that tells a new stranger that it was once stolen, broken and returned to sender with a broken label on it, time ells and time has a sure way of healing and mending things.....
Am right here looking up in the sky and smiling myself down on this keyboard, and telling my self, you knew didn't you, that after been soaked up with pain, there will be a morning where a big smile will rise, and with it the zeal for a better today, broken is eventually what makes you!
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