My sweetly loved angel,
Where have you gone?
Through your mask a tear
Flies through the canopy of sky
The heavens crack and...
You are left pouring sin and soul
You will cry until no more sadness is left in you
On my shoulder
And now your sadness hath left
Have you be gone?
My sweetly love angel...
Where have you gone?













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"FORGET that you live in houses, that you may live in yourself --" -Mina Loy
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"FORGET that you live in houses, that you may live in yourself --" -Mina Loy
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“Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.” -- Henry Ward Beecher
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"FORGET that you live in houses, that you may live in yourself --" -Mina Loy
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Look my gallery, leave a few words. I won't mind. I swear!
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“Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.” -- Henry Ward Beecher
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"FORGET that you live in houses, that you may live in yourself --" -Mina Loy
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Look my gallery, leave a few words. I won't mind. I swear!
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“Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.” -- Henry Ward Beecher
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