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When Angels Call

by Mags

Footsteps slowly sinking into the sand
You reach out to me and take my hand.
We gaze out to sea and watch the sun setting together
Not wanting this feeling to end, holding desperately on forever
Yet in our hearts we know this moment will be our last
But we'll always have our memories of sweet times from our past.

Why did I let you touch my heart so?
I never thought it would be so hard to let you go.
Cannot imagine another day without you here;
I know my love for you will go on and you'll always be near.
Time seems to be standing still:
Not a breeze, a sound, a whisper, just a chill,

But I look at you and a smile comes to my face.
Time isn't important, it's the here and now wherever the place,
So as you brush my face and wipe away my tears
You say you love me and walk away with all my fears
And as the angels take you from me
I'll always treasure that you said goodbye
And that of pain you will now be free.


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