True light in the darkest parts of my soul;
You are barely in my life, what is your role?
The tears of sadness creates a void in my vows,
Silently waiting for destiny in a cloud of nows.
Angelic wings that create virtue in the promise,
That life will quietly lead me to who I miss.
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